Saturday, July 25, 2020

As countless bees



As countless bees 

Unpegged in the basket, sheets
dried by the sun 
powerful still, hot on my head 
though it’s supper time 
six chimes from the campanile clock 
loud in the hot sun hush. 
Tomato leaves are curling crisped 
thirsty SOS 
all in thrall, stunned by the sun 
and here the blooming bushes 
lavender, flower of the south 
happy with heat, with dry, with parched 
noisy now, loud hum and thrum
as countless bees, still busy 
day not done, dance 
dance in the evening sun. 

25th July 2020, Hounoux 

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