Midday heat at
midnight even the
stars are sweating
Midday heat at
midnight even the
stars are sweating
Heat waving
Summer off towards
Autumn’s tepid welcome
Perennial heat and
seasonal blindness the
comfort of tea
Beer can sweating
in the heat
Losing its cool
Heat waving – and
laughing – its morning
to midnight mirth
Summer grass rises
Banking inches
against the heat
Hot still day
A single gust
Yearning begins
Walking on the
first hot day
Go earlier
Drinking water
after the heat
A cool slide
Hot tea
Hot day
Hot flush
The heat
unrelenting
stretching its roll