a 100-word contribution from Switzerland

1st August – Swiss National Day
The taste of the chubby blueberry on my tongue just lacking luxuriant sweetness,
apples blushing on their branches,
flies drowsily circling in muggy air,
clouds drawing a humid curtain across a stage
where floods and landslides have just acted –

metaphors for a folk that celebrate their national day, when night closes on Lughnasadh.

Celts were here and Romans
and people praise us for being multi-cultural - open-minded and hearty?

Small is our land, covered with mountains, deep the blue of rivers and lakes.
Let there be room for those who need it, ripe is the fruit, almost ready to pluck!


© Beatrice Grundbacher