In summer light the
sky is wider, taller, its
blues
belie their name, a
light requiring
shadows
concentrated to
maintain the constant
dark-light balance
There's only one
season and its faces
Some kinds of truth
hide beneath words
like shadow under
leaves
Our raspberries ripen,
drinking water and light
losing their early
tartness, slipping from
their stems
to stain fingers and
tongues as sweet as
strawberries
Also gorged on light
and water, the hedge
plants thrive
gesturing with new
branches over and
along their fence
weigela, lilac,
rhododendron,
forsythia, camellia, red
barberry
while in raised beds
awaited beans and
carrots sleep
--Don Brandis
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