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bike wheels are spinning spoke prayers into the sky whipping up praise clouds
Hard light cracked open the sky and scattered little eggshell clouds like the little gods of little sinners. Love wades hip-deep in dark waters naked as an eight-point buck scratching its way through the cedars.
(From the essay “Writers in the Storm,” by Kathryn Schulz in The New Yorker, Nov. 23, 2015, in a section about Alexandra Harris’s Weatherland) …the association between minds and clouds from the cumulus shape of the cartoon thought bubble to … Continue reading
Red eye, bloodshot, peeking past the cool frazzy horizon. Now hiding behind heiferclouds, I see your goldenrays and wonder of the wind on my forelimbs where self ends and world resumes.
From sky to snowy hills, only shades of gray in the still of evening, yet there is, briefly, after a bitter week of wind and cold, a sense of lightening, of a loosening of the heavy ropes of winter that … Continue reading