Monthly Archives: February 2009

My Words are Virga

For the searcher wondering 'what is rain called that never hits the' [ground] I'd like to give another bit of thanks.
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Civil Twilight

Warm orange kitchen lights square up the near silhouette of cookie-cutter cut homes while the early rabbits hunker near holly bushes afraid to broach the open lawn.
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The Trail to Camp-home

Where once indistinct shadows fogged the aspen groves now crisp lines stretch miles up the orange-on-white meadow like a sun dial.
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