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Wednesday, July 3

Waxing Poetic Wednesday: Fourth of July Night

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Fourth of July Night

The little boat at anchor in black water sat murmuring to the tall black sky
A white sky bomb fizzed on a black line.
A rocket hissed it's red signature into the west.
Now a shower of Chinese fire alphabets,
A cry of flower pots broken in flames,
A long curve to a purple spray, three violet balloons---
Drips of seaweed tangled in gold, shimmering symbols of mixed numbers,
Tremulous arrangements of cream gold folds of a bride's wedding gown---
A few sky bombs spoke their pieces, then velvet dark.
The little boat at anchor in black water sat murmuring to the tall black sky. 

By Carl Sandburg

Every first Wednesday, I indulge my English Lit minor by sharing an inspirational poem. Share your favorite summer or August themed poem in the comments, it could end up on a future Waxing Poetic Wednesday!

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