British Library Harley 978folio 11v
Summer has hiccups this year.
Two sunny days tempt us
to shed the odd layer,
put up the canopy,
lunch in the garden;
then ten days of drear
most chilly, a few hot,
some rainy, a few not,
some waking to fog
or bright white frost;
and so it’s been since April.
Summer is icumen in is a medieval English rota, possibly attributed to William of Wycombe, from the mid-13th century, in Wessex duakect of Middle English
Walt Wotjenik is behind the bar at dVerse for Poetics, and he wants us to look at summer poetry, and write about summer. That is a joke this year, so I have treated it as such.
Love this one…..the hiccups of summer 🙂
She has finally arrived in Boston. Somehow, sitting in my study, a bird keeps trying to fly in my closed window? Very strange — kind of a hiccup of fluttering wings on this summer morn 🙂
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The odd BBQ has been lit hereabouts, Viv, but it’s a risk! 🙂 🙂
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I love the first line. Nature has a way of teasing us! 🙂
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Oh, the fickleness of weather – you describe it well, Viv! And I learned the “ins and outs” of a new word 🙂
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Fickle weather keeps people connected by talking…also is fodder for poetry…
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absolutely. How would strangers connect without this fertile topic of conversation?
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Sounds like quite the myriad of elements, Viv. Oh my!
We are enjoying some decent summer days here in Southwestern Ontario at the moment.
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Sounds like spring and early summer in my neck of the woods. You’ve captured the ups and downs perfectly. I like the picture of the summer weather being like hiccups.
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Those hiccups seem perennial here – loved this approach!
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What a great verb (hiccough) to describe the fickleness of summer. It’s arrived here in full force and such a danger of wildfires as we see around the West here.
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Oh dear. Why is their nothing good without snags?
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Hiccupping summer…love that. It started that way but now…yowser. It’s hot! I love this take on the prompt and the poem you chose.
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Ha! I love this. That’s pretty much how our summer’s been… this is so jaunty and musical, somehow!
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Could have been written about here most years, Vivienne. We’ve been having an exceedingly different summer than usual. I don’t complain, but do wait for the shoe to drop! A quaint tease of your summer so far. I love this.
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Walt, I found you in my spam bin – goodness knows why.
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Great fun this one, Viv. We’re expecting a month’s worth of rain tomorrow, and it’s voting day.
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I can hear medieval music too in this madrigal to a hiccuping summer – a really great poem
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At least it’s only this year for France; here in Stockport, that’s our summer every year 😦
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Oh dear 😦
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Hee hee . . . . and there I was only saying this morning that these damp summers are a recent phenomena. I take it all back!
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Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous write ❤ ❤
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Sounds like most English summers to me but who would have thought it could apply to the South of France too, which it sort of has this year so far. (Having said that, since Monday the rain has cleared and blue skies abound and it’s almost too hot to sit outside without a parasol, but I won’t complain).
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They say hereabouts that if you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes, and we seem to be having four seasons most days!
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Summertime, and the living is chilly
Mornings are frozen, and the rivers are high….
(With apologies to Porgy and Bess…)
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One of my favourites to play on the clarinet. Your pastiche is brilliant.
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🙂
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I love what I’m learning… the hiccup and icumen is a brilliant… and yes we have quite varied weather too… now we are approaching the highlight of summer, midsummer…and I think everyone hope to dine outside. Herring, new potatoes, and strawberries for desert..
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High summer has yet to grace us.
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