lithograph
ovenbird
If
you
imagine
a
perfect
summer
day
you
will
likely
bring
to
mind
the
exact
collection
of
weather
features
that
are
occurring
at
my
particular
latitude
and
longitude
right
this
very
moment
:
a
sunny
blue
sky
,
clear
of
haze
,
with
a
view
all
the
way
to
the
north shore
mountains
;
heat
that
invites
a
dearth
of
clothes
but
shade
that
offers exquisite
relief
;
sun
that
will
have
you
searching
the
freezer
for
ice
cubes
for
your
tea
but
leaves
every
thirst
quenchable
with
ice
cream
or
lemonade
;
a
breeze
that
drinks
the
salt
lick
of
sweat
from
your
skin
leaving
you
cool
and
sleepy
,
face
thrown
into
shadow
by
a
wide brimmed
hat
.
It's
a
day
that
lets
you
have
the
windows
open
to
the
world
so
everything
pours
in
.
A
day
that
hands
you
a
popsicle
on
your
way
out
the
door
and
welcomes
you
home
with
curtains
thrown
open
to
a
sunset
that
is
slow
to
arrive
leaving
an
evening
so
wide
it
has
its
own
horizon
.
And
as
I
sit
on
the
balcony
in
the
perfect
dappled
shade
with
a
perfectly delightful
book
in
my
lap
I
wonder
how
long
I
will
have
to
endure
all
this
perfection
.
I
wonder
when
the
rains
will
return
to
sweep
away
the
perfect
dregs
of
a
perfect
summer
and
return
to
me
a
flawed
and
moody lithograph
of
dark
hatched
clouds
and
fog
and
silence
.
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