Tuesday, August 4, 2009

karnival


this is the closest we will ever get
to the midsummer village festivals
we've read about in books but have never known,
nor known anyone who has ever known

there are no blushing maypole maidens
or muddy, grinning stable hands here,
but we too have bonfires that draw all
out and to the flames like moths,
we too have strings and singing,
folk gossip and the dulcet laughter
of sun-kissed children at their games

and we have ale too, aye, plentiful

4 comments:

Dorkmaster Flek said...

Aye, ye speak the truth, and I thankee-sai. :)

Shannon Teresa said...

Did you do the cottage thing this weekend? Booo! I never get why people leave TO on Civic Holiday - it's the best time to be in the city!

alexis said...

you should read this one for the 40th. awesome weekend!

Claudia said...

I like this one. Especially the Scots reference.

I love Scots yayyyyyyy