From my poetry blog.
Dog Days pockets of dereliction the dog days of July hanks of grass and shaggy-maned stalks who can deny the sapping sun at its highest point lording over our genuflecting straw gods in the square in the shade of a spreading elm the fatigue of noon-day workers ©AndrewJamesMurray
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Oh my word! Perfectly captures the July heat wave!
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Thanks Linda. For once we’ve had a ‘real’ summer here in England.
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