through this leafy
tunnel, freed from the sun
we stroll easy,
trace silky air over our skin
discover joy in darkness
6/19
22 Wednesday Jun 2016
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“freed from the sun”–I can just feel that lovely, silky coolness of shade. “Joy” is such an important word, and I love how it transforms the darkness.
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Thanks. Glad you liked it. Yes, dark takes on a different role in to summer, no?
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Yes! Oh, gee, that could be lots of poems…
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