Song for a Water Witch

can you see them on the air of summer?
hint of wing, gentle glimmer
a whisper, a suggestion
on the wind, a slight inflection,
warm delight as day grows dimmer

shine sexual sheen in motion
gossamer wrapped satin
in airy shimmer
can you see them?

linked scarlet question
marks, in perpetuation —
as shadows grow slimmer
in these last days of summer
a final act of passion
— can you see them?

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Rebecca Clifford

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Rebecca Clifford lives and writes on a farm in Southern Ontario, with her long-suffering husband and a disdainful cat of questionable parentage.

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