Magazine article First Things; A Monthly Journal of Religion and Public Life

Hot Spell

Magazine article First Things; A Monthly Journal of Religion and Public Life

Hot Spell

Article excerpt

O sun, old alchemist, you've set us wrong.

Heat grips the land; the ditch-cut where the stand

of alders sipped is dry. Your brassy gong

has summoned dust from Africa and dancing

decks have sprung beyond the town so nights

bring shadows through the fields to trysts in lanes.

Kitchens are like samovars at noon

and hens stroll in our open door, incline

their heads and pause, alert, mid-stride until

my youngest aunt scatters them with a broom.

Singing, bruised with love again, she browns

her legs with Miner's Liquid Stocking Tan.

Her dreams, she says, are tangled up in sounds

of courtyard fountains and a bullfight band;

our roads are dusty and the air so sweet

the church-bells might be Carcassonne or Aries. …

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