Monday, August 10, 2009

SUMMER NIGHTS

Families on their front porches. Grandma with a paper fan. Grandpa and Dad with cold beers. Mom with hot coffee, regardless of the heat. My sister and I–cream soda, out of the bottle. Wet and slippery in our grimy hands. Sweet and bubbly and cool. One gulp. Then another. Then settling into a slow sipping, making it last until bedtime.

circling moths
under a street lamp
the last game of jacks

Bottle Rockets, Summer 2009

2 comments:

T.Migratorius said...

Adelaide,
Your haibun really takes us vividly back to that time. I could take some writing lessons from you!

Adelaide said...

Thank you for the comment. Glad you liked the haibun. Sometimes what happened years back is more vivid than what happened yesterday.

Adelaide