August Tomatoes by Don Ziegler

August Tomatoes

Having cycled a zillion years
Or two
I need to pinch myself.
Am I in heaven?
In between?
Or have I really returned
Into the summer fields of Lancaster County?
Over my head in sweet corn.
Butter, salt on the skin of my chin.
Down breeze of sun dried alfalfa.
How can I tell them?
The way muskmelon melts under the nose.
The roar of August tomatoes.
How Katydids hammer the oak trees at night.
How the cicada spirals my body outward
Singing me back to the Light.



~ by kbosin on August 19, 2016.

2 Responses to “August Tomatoes by Don Ziegler”

  1. Aww I wish I’d seen this sooner, I would have used it for our employee newsletter this month! Thanks for posting though, because I’ll set it aside for next August’s edition!

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