photo: Matai Valley, that morning, it was clear that summer was coming to an end. Everything, from the quality of the light, the morning chill, to the song of the cicadas, announced its end.
cicadas’ singing
in the morning sadness
summer is fading
Archives par mot-clé : summer
#4199 poetry
photo : a taverna (Mikonos) near the sea would be perfect on a hot day in Nelson
One should thank the night
for the waves of fresh air
sweeping across the face
reviving the spirit
I am talking about summer! and
the heat falling on the shoulders
from the start of the day
What do I have to do today?
I must not forget to thank the night
#4196 Simple news
photo : Matai river, at 8 am. bliss
After a shaky start to the summer, the fine weather has settled in since the beginning of February. With climate change and La Niña contributing, the sea temperature of twenty degrees and above is still too high for me, and even though the children are back at school and the beach is quieter, I do not feel like going there. I go to the Matai River, at a place called « Dennes Hole, » where the water temperature is between fourteen and sixteen degrees in the morning. I go there first thing to enjoy the cooler water, which depends on the night’s temperature and warms up quickly. This is the view I have while dipping into the water in the silence of the morning, as the sun filters through the leaves.
#4192 poetry
photo: a glorious morning in Pohara, the nature invites itself into my mind
The day opens like a pale book
which turns its pages
in the heat of the path.
A suggestion, perhaps,
the wind is thinking in my head.
Summer like a shimmer on the waves
The certainty that the world is older than anxiety
The tide draws a poem at my feet
The truth of the body in the morning sun
festive season in the antipodes*
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photo : Tahunanui, before the tourists arrive
Tourists will converge on Nelson from December 26 and the beach of Tahunanui (Tahuna) will be invaded by all those who want (rightly) to enjoy the good weather, which goes against my need of solitude. However, I only need to go a little further, and suddenly I am no longer in Nelson, but in a wild place, where endogenous flora abounds. By the time I cross this small trail and I am transported to another world and I can observe the crowds on the beach from afar while enjoying the good weather.
*first published in 2022, revised in 2024