it is indian summer & I have diem to carpe–
the sky has never been this specific blue &
oh I want to choose these moments from fall
for best ripeness, red & rounding full into my hands,
bitten into like new apples,
this juice of days stinging my tongue tart
do we seize the day or does it grab us up first
in its arms in a rush, difficult to say
when we cling in desperation or hunger
wanting that everything october is
& we are to meld inside this one beating moment
That’s a very tasty, organic heritage apple you just gave us!
🙂 picked from an orchard last week. The risk you take writing a poem to a prompt, while eating an apple… I carped an apple, not necessarily a diem.
caping an apple a diem keeps the dayum doctor away. 😉 nice sfam…wish i had one…sounds delish!
🙂 thanks, hon…
Matchless beauty! xo
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How I envy you your Indian Summer! Autumn this year has not seen fit to grace us with anything but wind and rain. I love the Latin turn around.
🙂 it has been quite warm–and we are loving it. I love that turnaround–stole it from the children’s movie “Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.”
heh-heh ‘I have diem to carpe’ ~ wondrous 😀
Loved that line when I heard it a couple of years ago–fun twist…
“do we seize the day or does it grab us up first
in its arms in a rush”
This has to be one of my favorite verses of yours. It’s pitch-perfect and I think the rhythm is exquisite. In other words, I love it (and the poem).
Jeremy, thank you. Means a lot to have you say that, as you embody fall so well. I am going to start calling you the october poet, because it suits you so well… Sneezes nonwithstanding.
I love the idea of being “the October poet.” You honor me more than you know. . . My first great love among the poets was Dylan Thomas whom I used to think of as “the October poet.”
Ohhh–that suits him, too. You are in good company then. I understand the honor there–I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Dylan Thomas, and someone commented in one of my poems (my vision-y neanderthal thing) that it reminded them of his “green fuse” and I was floored. I did not agree with the comment, as I do not belong in the same sentence with him, ever, but I was honored nonetheless.
Hmmm, perhaps on some days they seize us, and on others, we them. A bit of playful snookery and a flair for the unpredictable does a world of good in small measure.
🙂 it sure does, Nelle…
This is original, Susan.
Thanks, Celestine! I have so missed you! Glad you’re back.
Oh, Susan, I missed you too. The pressures of family life and work plus erratic powercuts all managed to keep me away. It’s good to be back, I tell you.
I am thinking it is an epidemic thing in Africa–the stress, power, etc., as your entire continent did not light up in my stats this weekend.
It is, Susan. The result of mismangement and government ineptitude.