Summer’s loss

Heart broken she withdraws
as every winter
into dark soil
as every winter

The promise of the stars nightly turning
the sinking and turning of constellations
the track of planets wandering  across the sky
say that she will return

Time past she was encouraged
by midwinter fires
now we trust to orbital mechanics

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond


9 thoughts on “Summer’s loss

  1. Your poem captures the profundity of what it means to alive now. Simple things like a fire in the hearth in mid winter have been replaced by a technological world that often seems completely alien.

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  2. Despite the fact we live in a world of ‘orbital mechanics’ we still have that connection to the ancient world as (perhaps better) understood by our ancestors. You have captured this idea beautifully. Summer will indeed return.

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