Friday, January 17, 2020

Now and Again

Arizona monsoon clouds built 
All day, sky belching brown and gray, 
Light flickers alive, purple tongues 
Across the visible.  To the 
North a dense pocket, white bolted 
Thick streams of silver, electric
Intersecting arcs.  Rain mixed with 
Humid sweat stings our eyes, under
Tree, no shelter, thunder crack, the
Torrential summer of D.C.
Window open, gently blowing 
Winds, freeway hum and pavement drone 
Never mute.  It’s dark.  Computer 
Glares, candles sway, a hollow sense.

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