IMPROVISATION#68
SUMMER SOLSTICE 2016

At this open hour
hearing plainsong
an echo of memory carries
my music inside me
as I play Chopin's etudes
after a rude barefoot
awakening us from dreams
after fixing the grandfather clock
above our Governor Winthrop
desk recording a disc
upon the cold piano keys
hearing the gulls off shore
sharing a plate
of jelly, humus and honey
on a croissant
with a cup of java
dropping everything
for the summer solstice
we dovetail to the beach dunes
at windows of a home harbor
near once radiant sunflowers
of summer shadows
in Hull by the infinite streams
until we reach Plymouth rock
for hours of a marathon run.