Saturday, December 13, 2008

...and a bit of summer

by Hilda Doolittle

O wind, rend open the heat,
cut apart the heat,
rend it to tatters.

Fruit cannot drop
through this thick air--
fruit cannot fall into heat
that presses up and blunts
the points of pears
and rounds the grapes.

Cut the heat--
plough through it,
turning it on either side
of your path.


Robyn said...

The heat in the valley where I live is horendous today so I wish for a wind strong enough to rend it to long as my roof remains intact.

thinker said...

Hey ,i totally forgot that you are deep in summer now:) I hope you'll have a few fresh, strong and roof-avoiding winds these days!