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Poetry: “Dog days”

Nearing July now, usually the warmest month of the year.


Dog days

On the edge
Of the dog days of summer
With the sun
With what is yet to come

The air
Hangs heavy
As a promise yet fulfilled
With a breeze
Barely rustling
The leaves of all the trees

On a knife’s edge
To survive the days ahead
And shore up
Storing up
For the winter, far away


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