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Thursday
March 21, 2019 |
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| i finally spoke today, after dark, not because anyone was here but only to record voice memos of what i saw in the clouds. last night, moonrise surprised me. tonight i knew what to expect and waited for it, watching the ocean horizon for the first dim sign of light. what a luxury to sit and stare in the dark—it was better than TV! a glow, then a first tiny red sliver that could have been mistaken for a ship, now a dome rose from the sea. this stretch of coast is a cloudmaker. things happen fast, the sky a lava lamp. how long have humans played this game? i imagine our ancient ancestors pointing and laughing, perhaps reading portents, seeing the same things i saw tonight: horses, birds, cats, camels, bears… (santa and his centipede shopping cart would be a little tougher to explain). depending on the time and place, this is either a phoenix or praying mantis. or maybe you see something different? |
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