When Summer Lingers

In September,

when summer

lingers in the valley,

the sky hovers low

and dusky over the city.

Few brave the hot pavement.

Children hide

in curtained bedrooms

gazing at flickering screens,

grown-ups sequester

themselves in air-conditioned boxes

apartments, offices, sedans.


No one sees

Saint Francis arising

from concrete statuary,

the Virgin of Guadalupe

stepping out of a mural

angels peeking

out of whorls and knot holes

on an unpainted fence.



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