Wednesday Poem – Lake Lucerne ~ Bob Casey

Tomorrow September 22nd, in 1499, Switzerland became an independent state.  To celebrate that I thought a poem based in Switzerland would be nice… Enjoy!


Lake Lucerne

Ripples appear here and there
….on otherwise placid water.
Earlier downpours have dissipated
….as the sun sinks
….brushing hues of yellow
….against deep greens
….and turning leaves.
Summer flowers offer
….their last brilliance of color
….while distant chiseled peaks
….turn gray in the dimming light.
An alpine day comes to a close.

Bob Casey


Summer Schedule


As always when summer comes around, our schedules tend to change so we can all enjoy the nice weather more, this is no different for the Book Nut Hut.  Starting on Monday, July 20th the posting schedule will be changing for the duration of the summer, up until the end of September.

The Wednesday Poem will remain a constant throughout the summertime but, after falling over my TBR stack I realise I need to make serious inroads into clearing it.  With this in mind I will only be posting book reviews as I finish a book, rather than having 2 or 3 on the go at one time.  Any Authors that have submitted their books to me directly for review; if for some reason I do not finish them, I will email you directly giving you a personal account of why I was unable to finish it rather than post it in the Hut review section.

Have a wonderful summer everyone, and thank you as always for your continued support.  If you have any books you would like me to read and review, that you have particularly enjoyed, or not, just get in touch via the Contact Me page.


Wednesday Poem: Sunset Haiku Trio ~ Andrea Dietrich


Sunset Haiku Trio

bright rays of yellow
ride the rolling ocean waves. . . .
sun is hanging ten

sun spreads marmalade
on a toasty warm evening. . . .
the sky eats it up

day ends at the beach
twilight spills orange delight
onto the water

Andrea Dietrich

A Final Affection ~ Paul Zimmer



A Final Affection

I love the accomplishments of trees,
How they try to restrain great storms
And pacify the very worms that eat them.
Even their deaths seem to be considered.
I fear for trees, loving them so much.
I am nervous about each scar on bark,
Each leaf that browns. I want to
Lie in their crotches and sigh,
Whisper of sun and rains to come.
Sometimes on summer evenings I step
Out of my house to look at trees
Propping darkness up to the silence.
When I die I want to slant up
Through those trunks so slowly
I will see each rib of bark, each whorl;
Up through the canopy, the subtle veins
And lobes touching me with final affection;
Then to hover above and look down
One last time on the rich upliftings,
The circle that loves the sun and moon,
To see at last what held the darkness up.

Paul Zimmer


Summer Is Coming.


June heralds, for many of us, the beginning of the lazy days of summer.  School is out; the sun is shining, hopefully, and we all head out on vacation.  June is also a big month for the Book Nut Hut as it will be celebrating its first birthday on the 17th, and yes I will be making cake and wearing a party hat!

Rather than flood everyone’s inbox with book review and article emails for the summer, after all I would rather be out catching the rays than reading my email, I’m going to take this time to revamp the site ready for the book reading months of autumn and winter.  In preparation for this revamp, and starting on Monday, May 5th I will only be posting to the site three days a week; Monday, Wednesday and Friday.  Some weeks these may all be reviews, other weeks they may be a mixture of literary titbits, poetry and reviews depending on how the mood takes me.

I would also like to extend an opportunity to those who have followed the Book Nut Hut over the past year.  I would like to feature a guest review, once a month from you starting on the 17th June.  If you would like to participate in this, contact me with your details and we will take it from there.

Thank you all for the support you have given me over this past year and here’s to an even brighter second year.

Have a wonderful summer. Now where did I put my flip flops?