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Another Reason Not to Live North of 43 Degrees Latitude, Especially Near Lake Michigan
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Summer around here doesn’t leave
politely. No wafting away full of good
excuses, into clouds of dissipating
humidity. No trailing nine o’clock sunsets
festooned with streamers the color
of seashells, or Damson plums.
Instead, she wakes up one morning
near the end of August, shakes the petals
out of her hair, takes a chilly look around,
and before we’ve had time to unplug the fan
and slam the windows shut, she’s gone.
Just like that. Sometimes so fast
she catches her skirt in the door;
last year we were still finding shreds
as late as November.
This poem first appeared in the Wisconsin Poets Calendar, 2009.
Used here with the author's permission.
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Marilyn L. Taylor, former Poet Laureate of Wisconsin and the city of Milwaukee, is the author of three full-length collections of poetry (most recently, Outside the Frame: New and Selected Poems) and five poetry chapbooks. Her essays and poems have appeared in numerous anthologies and journals and she has been awarded First Place in several national, international, and regional poetry competitions. Marilyn is a member of the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets and the Wisconsin Writers Association, and currently serves as an Associate Editor for the Third Wednesday and Verse-Virtual poetry journals. Learn more about Marilyn who lives in Madison, Wisconsin, at www.mltpoet.com.
     
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