A Child Amazed By the Summer

A child amazed by the summer,

I'm harvesting

in the immensity of a thirsty meadow.

I lose myself

into the seeds of wheat

or among the giant watermelons

lying down like whales

on a golden ocean.

Somewhere, the summer takes me

beyond the horizon,

where I see bent reapers,

like links of a chain,

turning the field into silence.

Far away,

an antique clock runs


on the wall of a lonely school.

With dew in my eyes,

I'm harvesting in this world

without time,

amazed by the summer.

About these ads
Sponsored Content by LockerDome

We want to hear, did we miss an angle we should have covered? Should we come back to this topic? Or just give us a rating for this story. We want to hear from you.




Save for later


Saved ( of items)

This item has been saved to read later from any device.
Access saved items through your user name at the top of the page.

View Saved Items


Failed to save

You reached the limit of 20 saved items.
Please visit following link to manage you saved items.

View Saved Items


Failed to save

You have already saved this item.

View Saved Items