Sonnet №38 — What smells of summer?

As winter is settling in here in the Midwest, it’s not hard to sit in a sunbeam and hark back to August, is it?

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What smells of summer? Summer smells of corn.

Rufescent sheen tomatoes on the vine.

Dewy damp, melons turn and greet the morn.

Grapes blue with bursting sugars meant for wine.

Leeks; oniony and garlic wait your sniff.

The kale; parti-colored, curled edgy green.

Raspberries, seedy redness breathes a whiff;

the woody goodness of the bushel bean.

Zucchini striped awaits the frying pan.

Onions sweet and tangy sit at ready.

Beets: redolent of the earth, reddish tan

The farmer’s year is true, ever steady.

The nights grow long, we keep the fires banked,

with garden baskets full, we all give thanks.

[David L Stanley:DStan58] August 2019

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DStan58 is a teacher, a writer, a dad, a voice-over actor and poet. He's a melanoma survivor and a pulmonary embolism survivor. He's bringing sonnets back,

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