Summer before the air closes
down with heat
locked in a plastic suitcase
smelling of earth
the sky ready to darken
and break, apple split
the crash of an unhinged window
leaves in flight
the light lung grey
as ants in water and panic
heaven full of bolts and screws
now aware of loss.
Great poem Leslie, describes summer storms well, I invite u to read one of mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a well written poem of summer rain. nice imagery.