A Place to Write

(photo by m.a.h. hinton)

My second-storey office is on the northwest corner of our house. In the winter, when the trees are bare, I can look out over yards and houses toward the wetlands and wild park that that surrounds our neighborhood.

This time of year, with the trees in full-dress, my view is more inward: a locust tree, our yard, and the big room where I write and read.

Here is poetical draft about my summer view.

ON A GRAY, OVERCAST SUMMER DAY [A Draft]
by M.A.H. Hinton

a red rock
from Sedona

a shell
from Padre Island

out my second-storey window
a locust tree
and birds
coming and going
at the feeders

along the back fence
the new daisies
planted last year
draw my eye
like they always do

petals
like snow
eyes
like a summer day

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