Day 30 – Ephemeral, wafting

24 Jul

back-to-schoolThis is my summer’s halfway point. While we were watching the news on television this morning I saw my first back-to-school commercial. Let’s get this straight, back-to-school is not Christmas. This isn’t anything to get excited about… well, at least not yet. No worries, I’ll be ready, but for right now I’d just prefer not to think about it. Okay?

I took my mother-in-law to have her hair done today and one of the hairdressers commented to me about how quickly the summer seems to be going. The best response I could muster was, “Shhhhhhhhh!”

One of my favourite Emily Dickinson poems talks about the way summer ends:

As imperceptibly as Grief
The Summer lapsed away—
Too imperceptible at last
To seem like Perfidy—
A Quietness distilled
As Twilight long begun,
Or Nature spending with herself
Sequestered Afternoon—
The Dusk drew earlier in—
The Morning foreign shone—
A courteous, yet harrowing Grace,
As Guest, that would be gone—
And thus, without a Wing
Or service of a Keel
Our Summer made her light escape
Into the Beautiful.

It talks about how the weather changes so gradually that you hardly notice that the hours of daylight are getting shorter and shorter with each passing day, so that summer slips away unnoticed and before we know it, it’s over. Maybe I like the poem so much because it’s this romantic notion of the way summer leaves us like it is ephemeral, wafting into the changing colours of the autumn leaves. Wouldn’t that be nice? Unfortunately, my summer always ends abruptly, with a return to work, meetings and responding to bells like Pavlov’s dog. I guess that’s why I find those chipper back-to-school commercials so grating.


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