in the shade under

the flecks of rainbow
scattered across the desk as i write this
morning light moving through prism
8:31am

_______
and he’s everywhere on the court, people!  i call out
in my commentator voice as emory and i shoot hoops in the gravel road/driveway
and emory says it (‘everywhere’) sounds like ’emorywhere’ 
so i keep announcing saying
emorywhere is emorywhere on the court, people! it’s amazing!
_______

too cold  i say of the pond
but before i know it, emory and i are floating
around on the huge innertube and then
each of us on our own tube tossing
the basketball
splashing in the water
_______

the quart of dried persimmons
(harvested from this very land a year or two ago)
that darien passes around at the weekly meeting
taking place in the shade
under the cedar tree
_______
dottie and i joking in the early-night kitchen
about salted butter as an ancient grain, a superfood
_______

Cars are submerged in a flooded road as heavy rainfall hits Guangzhou, Guangdong province, China. – voice of america, day in photos

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