Sun Too Bright

Summer arrived this weekend,

three and a half weeks into official spring

Saturday was a glorious expulsion,

collective jettison of wet and white and cold,

bicycles, open toes, slabs of meat and tofu dogs

Crack the ice, chill the tea,

limeade with a twist of lemon

howsabout a bonfire

But by Sunday: an edge

revealed itself in

curt answers to casual questions,

frustration at the mess around us,

children glimpsed through windows,

wailing in a heap

(the dog just looked like hell)

All too much too soon,

hesitating winter hearts imploring: what’s the rush

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