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August 17, 2011 Candace Morris 5 Comments

RIGHT NOW
My space


Kefir Smoothie


Dahlia Bunch, $5

summer's (organic and local) bounty
___________

LATELY



___________

ALL TOO OFTEN

The Saint at The Leary Tavern


The Leary Tavern

DUVEL
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a study in blue

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To genuinely feeling
the August of things.
Stand, feet planted on the warmest kitchen tile
seconds and seconds pass.
When did I stop noticing the wind?

Scent of tomato leaves lingering on fingers,
Mingled into the bouquet of pink wine.
Sweet, sharp
forgetting.

Blueberry ink,
Crusty perfection of bread,
Half-hazard slabs of brie.

Afternoons breathing quietly into afterevenings.
Oh Susanna! sells 50-50s.
Nectarines served up warm, with a dash of sideways light.

Ode à août.
To the next chance,
To the replaced peace,
and to summer's imagination,
I aspire.

Everything is growing.


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