Poetry

August in Pennsylvania

Earth’s still life.

July’s hot iron lifts leaving a warm blanket of earth and air.

Everything is still.

Green has stopped growing but isn’t yet dying.

Grown-up corn stalks have dyed their light hair dark for the show.

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Family man. Writer.

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