Greenpoint, October, 2015

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Lion Daze

Lion Head, Bernard Langlais
One of Philip Larkin's many poems that celebrate the seasons, "Long Lion Days" is about the kind of day we haven't had many (or any?) of this summer, at least in New York.

Long lion days
Start with white haze.
By midday you meet
A hammer of heat -
Whatever was sown
Now fully grown,
Whatever conceived
Now fully leaved,
Abounding, ablaze -
O long lion days.

Perhaps it's not too late?

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