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Summering by Nina Quigley

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A Summer Poem by Nina Quigley


Rain creeps quietly
into my consciousness
from the open window
as I waken to a soft day
after several torrid days of heat.

For once in Ireland
the hot sand burned our feet,
and we had to hop sharpish
down to the water,
to spend languid periods
of uncharted time
swanning about in the salt
on body boards,
being casually nipped by sea lice.

We returned home ravenous
way past dinner-time,
well pricked and cured,
our bodies tired
but singing with satisfaction
at such a rare summering.


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Publisher of Pat’s Guide to Glasgow West End; the community guide to the West End of Glasgow. Fiction and non-fiction writer.