This solstice is absurd!
The day stretches beyond
our minds... catbirds and
cardinals, ecstatic or
confused, keep singing as
new patches of time erupt
in jubilance, the sky
never quite darkens, you
can hear children squabbling
about vegetables, freight
cars groaning from the valley,
church bells at all hours,
insect clicks and buzzings,
ridiculous laughter,
bootylicious howls and jests,
bawdy moans and cries,
green maple swellings, ripe-
bellied gibes and the mocking
bawlings of crows swaying
in the sun-splashed
tree tops. Who is that
lusty comic swinging
naked atop the dawn?
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