With only six weeks to get me over the year milestone of writing a poem a day and posting in here as the Poetry Daily, I signed on to Angela T. Carr’s 30 Days of Summer Writing Challenge. The writing is never usually the problem. Plucking an idea out of the ether each morning is often the challenge. So I cut myself some slack and signed on to Carr’s challenge posted in her WordPress blog A Dreaming Skin. The challenge is to take fifteen minutes of fast writing and ‘GO!’ on the prompt of the day. Today’s challenge is ‘Schools Out!’
We were asked about what we liked about summer. Well, not much in my case, being a spring and autumn kind of woman. The midges like to breakfast, lunch and dinner on me. My pale skin burns easily. I hate sweating and I wilt in the humidity and heat. At a pinch I offered the long light of the days as one good, likeable thing about them.
But this prompt did remind me of the long school holidays of my youth. We had three months in my particular corner of Pennsylvania back in the 1960s and 1970s. Which felt much longer in child time terms. Also, I grew up in a time before blanket air conditioning in homes and businesses. The Berwick Public Library was air conditioned and I spent a great deal of time there in my tweens and early teens.
A light-headed feeling from lilac's blooming
in morning's dewiness before the heat.
The chalk board erased: a blank slate presents.
Time is one's own, a loosened regime.
Heat will soon relax all of our routines.
What shall I do today? What kind of play?
What worlds to visit in the books I read?
All considered as I languished in day's heat,
its oppression my freedom, in retreat.
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