conscious of eternity

“The Landing Place” by Willard Metcalf

There is a Zone whose even Years
No Solstice interrupt –
Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon
Whose perfect Seasons wait –

Whose Summer set in Summer, till
The Centuries of June
And Centuries of August cease
And Consciousness – is Noon.

~ Emily Dickinson
(The Poems of Emily Dickinson, #1020)

Welcome Summer!

10 thoughts on “conscious of eternity”

  1. Welcome indeed, Summer! Stay awhile, will you? It’s a downpour here this morning, Barbara. Been thinking about you a lot the last few days. Hope the wedding went wonderfully.

    1. It would be wonderful if your summer would stay as long as your winter did, Kathy!

      The wedding was wonderful, the weather perfect… Pictures will come soon – we’ve still got company for another week, but I’ll post them as soon as I can. 🙂

    1. You’re welcome, Laurie – I thought Willard Metcalf managed to capture the magic of summer’s light so well.

    1. A deep green lake – I’ve cooled off a little just contemplating joining you and your friend for a swim!

    1. Thank you, Sonali! It’s taking me some time catching up, but I know you’ve seen the wedding pictures now! 🙂

    1. Hi Jane! The summer is going by fast, I think, but so hot and humid I’m dreaming about autumn…

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