On the hydrangeas

the weight of the morning sun

the evening sun


---Otsuyu


inhaling the dawn

I hoard away its coolness--

before the day's torpor

6 comments:

diana l. said...

Aaaah. An experience with which I can certainly resonate.

Beatrice V said...

Hello Diana, thanks, it is devilish here in England, after the prolonged winter-ish weather, it is suddenly a furnace!

Kelly Marszycki said...

"hoard away its coolness" -- love it! Yes, we've been wilting here in CT for days and days -- ugh.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Beatrice, it has been along time. This wonderful. Such a light touch you have. Thanks.

Melanie

Diana Teneva said...

"before the day's torpor"

it's so true!!! Amazing poem!

Beatrice V said...

Thanks, Diana T.