by Michael H. Brownstein
After a black widow afternoon.
After heat thick enough to outline shade.
After dry wind and water laden breath.
After a weight of weather glues clothes and hair to skin.
After all of that
Evening brings the sweet taste of ocean salt,
Surf and sand, lotion and healthy skin, a volleyball
Floating away and the child watching.
A primrose with moon light petals,
The coolness that comes only after day makes its peace,
And the old growth along the Missouri floats in the night air,
A coherent relief from the blisters of late afternoon.
The old married couple holds hands on the veranda,
Fresh lemonade between them,
Ice and memories as refreshing as Florida winding in.
July 20, 2009
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