Month: September 2021
We barely have the time
to recognize where we are.
This is not the time,
nor is it the place,
to disguise old intentions
as long-forgotten mistakes.
How can you remember
what you were planning
when it no longer maters?
09/03/2021 j.g.l.
Posted on September 2, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a commentit doesn’t feel right because
it doesn’t feel like September
it doesn’t feel like
it is supposed to feel and
it has been that way
far too long
for too many months
we have listened
we watched
we waited
we have waited for a change
we have tried to adapt
we have tried to change but
it doesn’t feel right
it doesn’t feel like
it is supposed to feel
and still we wait
09/02/2021 j.g.l.
Posted on September 1, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a commentHello September,
such a surprise to see you before me,
not even a rumour of your impending arrival.
So unlike the ninth month
to simply arrive unannounced,
as your usually-reliable predecessor will often
drop subtle hints;
the chill at night, even a warning of frost at times.
We often stop and admire those early sunsets with
that melancholic mood you feel
when the end is near.
August seemed to drag its heels, this year,
as summer instead gave us this unrelenting heat
by day, and all those sweaty nights. Night after
night, days without rain. No reminders
of what time it was.
One month seemed to become larger than intended,
flowing right into the next.
September usually stands alone.
Now it arrives without a rest,
and I just notice.
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