Sunny June

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Comment by Norah Blount on July 13, 2019 at 19:04

Sean this is the one I remember you painted last time we were in Sonairt. It was hot with strong shadows on that walk down to the river. A beautiful reminder of a great day

Comment by Norah Blount on October 24, 2018 at 18:45

I wonder what that lane way is like with beautiful winter sun Sean this was in Sonairte ? I think the coffee shop is re-opening soon, time to visit it again

Comment by Jan Ryan on June 19, 2017 at 21:07

So atmospheric, Sean. Love Norah's poem too

Comment by Sean Quinn on June 18, 2017 at 14:46

Thanks Norah for  your encouraging comments and the lines you quote in that poem are sheer genius. I know the imagery is supposed to be metaphors, but the word metaphor doesn't do it justice,  I think.  What I love is the author  taking a completely  different approach,    with the tree a tent of light, sunlight weaving and sunlight in sheaves, which the wind unweaves and then reweaves!  Wonderful stuff!

Comment by Norah Blount on June 18, 2017 at 14:07

Sean, you caught the feeling of a lovely walk on a cool shaded laneway on a hot summer's day in June.  I came across this poem which reminds me of wandering around listening to bees buzzing and buzzards soaring overhead yesterday -

A Hot Day
by A.S.J. Tessimond

Cottonwool clouds loiter.
A lawnmower, very far,
Birrs. Then a bee comes
To a crimson rose and softly,
Defly and fatly crams
A velvet body in.

A tree, June-lazy, makes
A tent of dim green light.
Sunlight weaves in the leaves,
Honey-light laced with leaf-light,
Green interleaved with gold.
Sunlight gathers its rays
In sheaves, which the wind unweaves
And then reweaves - the wind
That puffs a smell of grass
Through the heat-heavy, trembling
Summer pool of air.