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Heat

Tree, Field, Oilseed, Summer, Alpine, Switzerland, Creative Commons, realworkhard, PixabayThis is a poem I wrote in about 10 minutes in a coffee shop the other day that I’ve been pondering ever since. I was in London, and the hot, humid rumble of the city really says “summer” to me for some reason. But another thing that says “summer” are weekends in the garden, ill-advised barbecues, and ice cream, and I wanted to note down all my thoughts and feelings about a hot summer’s day in England. Let me know what you think! Continue reading

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