Facile Friday - Poems

"A something in a summer's Day
As slow her flambeaux burn away
Which solemnizes me.


A something in a summer's noon --
A depth -- an Azure -- a perfume --
Transcending ecstasy.


And still within a summer's night
A something so transporting bright
I clap my hands to see --

Then veil my too inspecting face
Lets such a subtle -- shimmering grace
Flutter too far for me --

The wizard fingers never rest --
The purple brook within the breast
Still chafes it narrow bed --

Still rears the East her amber Flag --
Guides still the sun along the Crag
His Caravan of Red --

So looking on -- the night -- the morn
Conclude the wonder gay --
And I meet, coming thro' the dews
Another summer's Day!"

- Emily Dickinson, A Something in a Summer's Day


"Mosquito is out,

it's the end of the day;
she's humming and hunting
her evening away.
Who knows why such hunger
arrives on such wings
at sundown? I guess
it's the nature of things."

- N. M. Boedecker, Midsummer Night Itch

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