The privet, tipped
with lacy sprays
of tiny white blossoms,
drops petals like confetti
on the round table below.
I should sweep, but
halfway to fall,
I don’t want to let
the party end,
not yet,
not at all.
A Sweetness Has Entered
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Mary Camille Thomas
Mary Camille Thomas is a native of Santa Cruz who is grateful to make her home on the California coast once more after living internationally and on the road. She studied comparative literature at UC Davis and received a master’s degree in library science from UCLA, which gave her a way to earn a living while making a life among books. Her poetry and essays have appeared in the Monk in the World Guest Post Series, Moving Force Journal, Presence, Porter Gulch Review, Second Wind, Sisters Singing, and The New Story, and she has completed a novel called What Lies Buried about a man reckoning with his family’s Nazi past. View all posts by Mary Camille Thomas
The Kingdom of Enough 
Your sweet little poem captures the essence of August. Summer is waning, and fall is calling. But I’m not ready for it to end yet either – not at all, at all.
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Lovely! “Listen to yourself and in that quietude you might hear the voice of God.” –Maya Angelou
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Oh how you captured the desire to let this present season of lushness
linger
just a bit more!
Thank you for saying it so beautifully!
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Your gift of poetic and sacred loveliness touches my currently challenged life and heart. Thank you, Mary! Love, Kate
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Kate, I’m sorry to hear your life is full of challenges right now. Sending peace and blessings from my heart to yours.
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