[Stylist] A Poem for late August_

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I will give you the sentence in the poem, and I think you will see the Queen
of Summer in the sentence.

What do you think?

I see with my entire body - by breath, my skin, the sounds I hear, the
smells, and the feelings I have when standing outside somewhere.

I stand there and I am memorizing it all - and take it back inside of me to
the writing studio.

L.

 

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Linda

 

That was very well done.  I've never been a great nature person, and have
never had the eyesight to see these things in minute detail, so I'm not
experienced in these things to the extent you are.  None the less, I see the
beauty in it through your eyes.

 

BTW-who is "The Queen of Summer"?

 

Shawn

 

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For your enjoyment. 

 

"Graceful Choreography"

 

The first announcements of shifting seasons

begin to materialize early on August mornings

Under-stated changes happened slowly 

when the purple Pokeweed hangs in long clusters

beneath hearty leaves along the well-worn pathway. 

Grasses in the meadow display delicate daisy clusters

urgently beckon me to pay attention today 

Tread lightly through the grass. 

 I cast my attention towards the Queen of Summer 

Standing in the meadow, 

I remain motionless, wide-eyed, surrounded

as the celadon-green stems

display the Queen Ann's Lace in full bloom.

 

These graceful ballet dancers hover

on the warm August breeze. 

Orchestrations in rural fields and along roadsides

They each remember to arrive at this time every year

Nothing can prevent the shifting waves of change

I'll wait patiently for the blue Chicory to join the dance 

In her wisdom, Nature placed them together on a stage

floral dancers on a late-summer stage. 

Graceful choreography. 

Give them a standing ovation.

-

 

By Lynda McKinney lambert

 

Note: this poem, originally written in 1991,

Was first published in a chapbook under the title, "August Mornings" in
2002.

I chose this poem for  the opening poem of Part 4 (For Seasons, Days, and
Years)  in  my new book, Star Signs: New and Selected Poems, 2019.

This poem was published in The Weekly Avocet, August 25, 2019. Issue #351.

 

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