Lyrical Somerville – August 31

On August 31, 2011, in Latest News, by The Somerville Times

We may age, our body’s infirmities mount up – but still in our mind we harbor that picture of our youth, with all its promise. Poet Julie Carlson captures a feverish night and in turn captures the reader.

Ague

Old aching bones!

Even under summer’s steam

Do you disservice me

With pains like winter’s ice.

Humid nights find me restless

Wake me to thrash and turn

Caught dreaming, the marrow’s silent ache

Deep in my bones’ arctic race.

So might my body slowly die

By these piercing darts to blood and bone –

And yet my mind still courts love’s arrows

As my body slowly turns to gone.

– Julia Carlson

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