Wednesday, January 23, 2019

Breath and memory

Summer for prose and lemons, for nakedness and languor,
for the eternal idleness of the imagined return,
for rare flutes and bare feet, and the August bedroom of tangled sheets.

― Derek Walcott



6 comments:

  1. Fabulous -- so evocative of warmth and leisure, especially paired with that photo.

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  2. Your photo and the poetic words took me there for a moment.

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  3. Oh so wonderful to be reminded of those long summer days. Thank you.

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