A Week In August

AUGUST

cloth from Dehli

around the table

family

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white bamboo on black frayed silk

dressing gown as old as my children

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A man of insight

is not easily persuaded

of cheap solutions

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looking for the northern lights

on the high wind blown hill

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three shooting stars tear

across my night vision

wishes for you

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I used to think freedom meant

doing whatever you want ( N.Goldberg)

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a man and a woman

meet at the beach hut

a novel begins  *

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summer’s fireweed stands

sentinel beside the railway track

* more of this later!