Sunday, December 28, 2014

Sunday afternoons

I am very careful about
writing on Sunday afternoons,
especially in the summer,
when I sink in bed alone with my thoughts
under temperatures as high as 35°C
and I can find no use for blue skies,
I haven't worked hard enough on my metaphors.
I can't be anything but ordinary on hot days.


  1. Oh trust me, I've had plenty of days where I can't be anything but myself. That is really hot! Where do you live?

  2. on the day you posted this, it was perhaps 2 or 3 celsius here at night, down to 1, and even snowed in Orange County down to 300 meters. Today, it was 29 C. i've been working 10-16 hour days and only now am catching up on reading. i wish you a good new year, Kenia ~