Sep18

The Last Summer Sun

Posted on September 18, 2018 by anna mosca

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I turn my shoulders

to the last summer sun

inconsolable for fall

at the door and winter

following they get into

my bones and stay too

long I try resignation

to no avail on my

mutilated wings

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California Notebook 03 is on its way!

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Tony Starling Kidd on September 18, 2018 at 12:18 pm said:

like the summer sun, your verse is incandescent creativity

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- anna mosca on September 18, 2018 at 12:29 pm said:
  
  I like your comment a lot, thank you Tony
  
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V.J. Knutson on September 18, 2018 at 4:28 pm said:

I so share this sentiment with you, Anna. Well written.

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- anna mosca on September 18, 2018 at 10:11 pm said:
  
  Thank you V.J. winter knocks me out. I can only cuddle in the nest until the new wings grow back 😉🦋
  
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  - V.J. Knutson on September 19, 2018 at 6:01 am said:
    
    Me too, Anna. Winter is brutal on my body. Take care.
    
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    - anna mosca on September 21, 2018 at 12:07 am said:
      
      Sorry to read that. I will, take care yourself. All the best.
      
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