I Love the Sub-tropics

After days
hot enough for winter-grieving
comes the long summer night
—but no long summer evening.
Where six-month cracks
had billowed with everywhere's dust,
six-month rains
now grow mildew's and quagmire's rust.

Yet, do believe me.

      Please trust.

           I love this place.

 

I Love The Sub-tropics
Bob Komives

 

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