June Day

June day with slow, lazy hours.

Books to skim looking for prologues,

      maybe I’ll read The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.

Diane Trilling praises McCullers prior to Part One.

      “In the town there were two mutes. . . . “

I have spent hours being mute

      watching sparrows steal bits of bread from the doves.

Silently I read a recipe for pizza crust

      and promise myself to sit in the living room tomorrow.

The living room is a dead room,

      no one sits on the couches.

A striped, crafty cat stares as I walk by a dozen times a day or more.

      come, sit and read to me.

Read to yourself on a June day.

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