Summer Solstice 2013 - a reading (on YouTube)
As dawn brightens, distant shadows of mountains detach from
the horizon and float across the sky. Beyond her dreamy gaze, summer wanders a
world of white terrained by gray, encased like a fantasy in snow globe acrylic
blue. Islands of clouds float across a sea of land, their ghostly ripples
forming dunes upon an airy shore.
A cloud of flat-winged marauders hovers and darts above a
depression, slicing back and forth through sunlight in pursuit of languid prey.
Rival miniatures perform aerial acrobatics, loops and figure eights, defending
their airspace above a forest of yellow flowers. Below, a lone scout explores
the treacherous, broken landscape of roots and wood chips seeking discarded
offerings for his queen. From a tangle of support symmetry emerges between,
constructed strand by strand by the perfect predator to serve as both parlor
and pantry.
The morning sees a golden-green aura emerge around the grass
as fairy-winged insects flutter through their forenoon errands between the
blades. Bees flit from flower to flower, flirting with each, lingering near the
most beautiful just long enough to bestow a nectared kiss. Summer soldiers
forage what they are not given to overwinter in their fastness, their
conversations as brief and intense as showers, with all traces of them
evaporating beneath the returning sun.
© 2013 Edward P. Morgan III
