Summer

I meet a friend today who I had not seen for a while and we had a chance to talk for more than a quick hello. We caught up on the past few months; I shared a bit of my summer activities. Being away at my MFA residency for 10 days with more than 90 writers, a recent birthday, unexpected kindnesses, my own fresh garden produce, and some excellent news have contributed to a good summer . . . and there are weeks of summer still left.

Came across this poem by William Carlos Williams . . . I wonder where the rest of the summer will lead me?

Summer Song by William Carlos Williams


Wanderer moon
smiling a
faintly ironical smile
at this
brilliant, dew-moistened
summer morning,—
a detached
sleepily indifferent
smile, a
wanderer's smile,—
if I should
buy a shirt
your color and
put on a necktie
sky-blue
where would they carry me? I wonder -- where will the summer lead me?