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Still July

Sunlight seeps through the blinds, oozes into the room. The ceiling fan sweats from its labor. The clock creeps at half speed, pendulum dragging through syrupy air. On the stoop, the old cat sprawls, soothing her arthritic joints. 7/13/2017

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Line Gauthier

Date: 8/6/2018 10:23:00 PM

Delightful imagery, Agnes.

Niall Fulham

Date: 8/5/2017 6:13:00 PM

Hi Agnes , beautifully described ' syrupy air ' and the poor old cat :)))hugs

Rick Parise

Date: 7/20/2017 8:27:00 PM

Excellent !!! Lovely moment/picture....I see...

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/26/2017 9:17:00 PM

Thank you, Rick.

Silent One

Date: 7/18/2017 4:52:00 PM

Lovely poem Agnes..

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/26/2017 9:16:00 PM

Thank you, Silent One.

Dave Timperley

Date: 7/18/2017 11:05:00 AM

Don't know about the arthritic cat but I do. I 'wake' about 4 times before the 'up' kicks in. With the morning temp around 35' it is hard to get motivated. Need Coffee! Lovely write. God Bless. D.

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/18/2017 3:33:00 PM

Thanks for your visit, Dave.

Dean Wood

Date: 7/17/2017 10:46:00 AM

This is lovely Agnes. This has been a hot summer in my area. I can just see your cat making the best of the heat. Well done, and congratulations on top honors! Dean

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/17/2017 1:43:00 PM

Thank you for your visit, Dean.

John Lawless

Date: 7/16/2017 4:57:00 PM

Often referred to as the "dog days of summer".....nicely done, congrats on your placement.

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/17/2017 9:32:00 AM

Thank you, John.

Dale Gregory Cozart

Date: 7/16/2017 9:07:00 AM

Congrats on your win, Agnes! I visited your website. Your photographs are gorgeous. I'd love to see one depicting all your parent's rhododendrons. Maybe you could post it with your Far Away poem!

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/17/2017 9:32:00 AM

Thank you for checking out my website. I don't have any picture of my parents' garden, but I did take some pictures in the rhododenron park a few minutes from their house and added one of those to the poem.

Akkina Downing

Date: 7/14/2017 4:30:00 PM

Oh this is such a fun piece, Agnes. Sweats of July is better that January freezing cold :)

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/14/2017 4:45:00 PM

Oh no, give me January any time! Thanks for stopping by, Akkina.

Charlie Smith

Date: 7/14/2017 1:51:00 PM

Just take your shoes off and have tall cold drink, don't rush through anything, it's July...Wonderful Agnes.

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/14/2017 4:45:00 PM

Thanks, Charlie.

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 7/14/2017 7:18:00 AM

I love this, I could feel it, smell it even. Masterfully done Agnes, I love them short and potent. Fave :) xomo!

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/14/2017 7:24:00 AM

Thank you, Maureen.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 7/14/2017 3:12:00 AM

Summer sauce....ugh! Muggy weather drains every ounce out of you. I enjoyed your vivid imagery Agnes! : )

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/14/2017 7:24:00 AM

Thank you, Connie. Yes, drained is exactly what it feels.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/13/2017 8:26:00 PM

gosh, I think I like this one even better. This person needs to get some air conditioning!! Awesome imagery, Agnes.

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/13/2017 9:22:00 PM

Thanks, Andrea. (I am fortunate and do have A/C.)

Chris Green

Date: 7/13/2017 5:49:00 PM

I definitely know what you are talking about Agnes. It is 101f/38c here and high humidity and will be like this at least through August. No rain only adds to the misery. I loved your poem though, you described the seasonal temps very well.

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/13/2017 6:02:00 PM

Thanks, Chris. Seems like it's miserable throughout large parts of the country.

Dale Gregory Cozart

Date: 7/13/2017 5:32:00 PM

I have been to the south and Midwest in summer; it's awful. Yes, it is dryer here, but it has been muggier, even out in the desert from what I hear, than in the past. I know you don't think I can imagine your pain, but indeed I can. And let the cat lie on the cool bathroom floor. This poem sounds like something Faulkner or Joyce Carol Oates might've written. Very good.

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/13/2017 5:43:00 PM

Thanks for stopping by, Dale. I'm sure you can imagine heat :) I hate summer. The cat refuses to stay in the house and cries until I let her out. I figure she must know what feels good to her. And she has water.

Heidi Sands

Date: 7/13/2017 5:30:00 PM

I am hearing it is hot in a lot of places Agnes. It is cool here, actually cold for July and I need to send some cool weather to people :)

Agnes Krampe
Date: 7/13/2017 5:44:00 PM

Please do! I hate being prisoner in the house. I walk in the mornings, and that is already unpleasant.