Hello Friends,
I wanted to send out a poem about a mosquito hawk yesterday. So here's a brief excerpt from Donald Justice's "Childhood," which begins by specifying "TIME: the thirties / PLACE: Miami, Florida."
Enjoy.
Ellen
Iridescences of mosquito hawks
Glimmer above brief puddles filled with skies,
Tropical and changeless. And sometimes,
Where the city halts, the cracked sidewalks
Lead to a coral archway still spanning
The entrance to some wilderness of palmetto—
Forlorn suburbs, but with golden names!