Victoriana

Victoriana

15.10.15

Come June

An early poem, inspired by Victoria Magazine.


Come June,
I’ll find my place
in the sun—
weathered wicker swing
caressing wearied limbs
with evensong,
under the blossoms and
promises of summer:
sweet lemonade
wreathed with mint
gracing my tongue,
and laughter
silvering the breeze.

Emily Isaacson

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