your lyres to the woodland paths, the beach,
your heart's vacation spot, the furthest reach
of sonnetry. Yes, pluck your lyric string,
break out your warmest summer rhymes, & sing
the higher temperatures. Let's hear from each
of you, the ones who learn, the ones who teach;
let luxuries of sonnetude take wing!
Let's talk of what we love & what we fear,
bikinis showing off a golden tan,
sun tea, & summer-time romances forming,
storm surge! the angry head of global warming!
Let's fill this day with sonnets if we can,
O Solstice day, the longest of the year...
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