It is a gorgeous Friday afternoon and I find myself wishing to be outside and not in an air-conditioned building. But work must be done so here is an offering again from
To Sing Along the Way: Minnesota women poets from pre-territorial days to the present edited by Joyce Sutphen, Thom Tammaro and Connie Wanek.
Love
Some joys are soft as summer rain
And sift their sweetness
Through the silt
Of heavy days.
Other joy strikes hard
Till afterward...we ask
If it were joy...or pain.
And almost pray it may not come again.
by Mary Cummings Eudy (1874 - 1952)
Kind of makes you wonder what she experienced in her life in early Minnesota to bring about such words.
Friday, August 03, 2007
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