Tagged: thunder
with a box of Spring
sixty-three
sixty-three degrees
and suddenly
a downpour worth
walking
out on
and into – lightning
clear
as stencils, streets
in silver
cadence, rain
hammering
into old
habits, debris
flying,
a fresh start
.
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briefly caught in my window
briefly caught in my window
.
after the thunder
a shimmering calculus
pale petals sailing
.
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