summer in eclipse by emma miao

Slicing into Kastraki. Water turned crystal,
unrippling. The inevitable exhale.
Waves outstretched, pausing--
a whirr in descent; bubbles. 

Dancing with Lilies. Softness jettisoned
on stone; petalled aroma drifting 
towards the same gauzy boulevard.
Sweetness lingers on the breath of Autumn. 

Birdsong in Reverence. Melodies fill
a thousand apartments, splitting the 
blinds, vibrating stilled space. Sunlight
streams through glass, onto fabric.

Sunset in Crete. Sky weaves a
crowned halo of colours, sinking into
the blushing sea. Mountains dripping
of Time, descending into shadow. 

Whispering Ruins of Athena. City bowing 
before Odysseus. It’s prosaic 
redemption. Yellowed voices drift past 
marbled columns—here, alive. ​

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