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Saturday, August 9, 2014

Second Saturday's Sonnet

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By Eric Meub


 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 

Why bother getting out of bed? It’s not
As if we’re here in season: covered pool
And lounge chairs stacked like firewood as a rule.
I say resort, you think forsaken spot.

I’d like a languid spell before it’s lost
In autumn turbulence: more summer burns
And children, less forlornly piping terns,
With nets across the tennis courts, not frost.

But you prefer to catch things past their prime.
You peek around the backside of the stage,
The undersides of floats; you like to gauge
If spectacle survives its closing time.

Like now, in absentmindedness or gall,
You’re just not looking at me properly at all.


Copyright © 2014 by Eric Meub
Eric Meub, architect, lives and practices in Pasadena. He is the adopted brother of the artist, Susan C. Price. They respect, in their different ways, the line.

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