by Carolyn Bailey

I’ve decided to take the month of June.
The rest of you can have July through May,
but June is mine.
June, when birdsong lilts the air
and the weeds pull easily, when
wind is a breath and wet grass is warm.

You can parcel the others among you.
May, for instance, when violets emerge
and ferns uncurl, is quite a bit like June.

I’ll keep June, when the air is fragrant
with the scent of peonies and roses.

Some of you might like July, hot enough
to ripen bananas overnight, humid enough to curl hair.

I’ll stay in June, hunting butter-colored iris
wild by the river.

August is up for grabs, when marigolds bloom
and bats nip mosquitos at twilight.

Back in June, I’ll be watching the robin weave
her nest on the porch light.

The fall months can go to you who like leaves
in hot colors…raking them and bagging them.

As for me, I like the green leaves of June
and the breeze that sways the branches
without dropping a single leaf.

All of you cozy-by-the-fire people can have
the winter months, sharing of course,
with the sledders and the skiers.
There’s plenty for all. The winter months
go on and on and on.

I think it’s not too much to ask
for this one little month, when I’m
leaving you eleven others.

I’m taking it anyway. It’s mine:
the reed call of doves, soft air
like cobwebs on my skin and
the sun bright enough, finally,
to bleach the laundry.


April is National Poetry Month and we are celebrating by sharing with you throughout the month some of the poems (and prose) from our own nature themed anthology called NATURAL VOICES: CELEBRATING NATURE THROUGH OPENED EYES. There are 14 authors in the book and one author’s name will be drawn randomly each time we post a poem or prose excerpt from the book until all authors have been represented. Check our news blog regularly for the poem/prose posts.

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