Friday April 04, 2008 YANPMBE (Yet another National Poetry Month blog entry):
For a Friday, there's nothing better, poetically speaking, than something by one of America's best poets of light verse, Ogden Nash...
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From:
The Best of Ogden Nash
Edited by Linell Nash Smith
Chicago
Ivan R. Dee
2007, pg. 288
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waking to summer heat on a Spring day
it is still dark and the birds still do sing to a moonless sky
and the air conditioners which had been still for the best of a season
are in full throat again
the sounds of the highway are beyond audible reach once more
I opened the sliding glass door and felt that the air had cooled a bit over night
so we had locked up the heat in side with us and kept out the refreshing cool air.
Lighted day revealed a restless sea.
Wind up, my chimes won't stop ringing...
Posted by poetryman69 on April 05, 2008 at 02:00 PM MDT #