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Daylight

Today sunset will finally be after 5:00 pm.  Soon the sun will rise before seven as our planet travels its course around the sun.  The ebb and flow of the days and the constant slow change of our sun. The … Continue reading

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Time

And one day you wake up, do the math and realize you’ve gotten old.  You want to rage against the injustice, but your back hurts too much so you settle for a cup of tea and reading the daily news. … Continue reading

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Wind

It’s windy in California.  The dangerous winds of autumn.  The leaves of the trees are starting to turn color while the grass dries.  The rains of winter haven’t touched the hills in seven months.  The air is dry.  Years of … Continue reading

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Silence

The power of poetry is often expressed in the silence between the words – felt in the things unsaid.  What to not say is the question.  Prose drones on until the words fade into meaningless noise.  Preachers and politicians speak, … Continue reading

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