ODE TO THE HEAT




ODE TO THE HEAT
By Arlene Levin (c) 2019

When it’s hot

It’s really hot

It’s hot with no relief

It’s hot in the morning

And late at night

It’s hot with no escape

So we listen for the ring.

But the bell sits silent

Silent in the tower

Waiting for a cooler moment

Or a simple breeze




 


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  1. I remember this type of heat vividly from the many years before we had central AC. I fear to face it again if we ever lose this appliance.

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    1. Thank you for taking the time to comment. Stay cool!

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