Tag Archives: Night

THE SANDS OF TIME FLOW INTO WINTER

The hour glass allows the sands to run– it doesn’t ask what you might want. . . Right through the eight-shaped bulbs grains flow straight down, and curve into a rounded heap, be it in fog light flat or intermittent … Continue reading

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EYE OPE TO EYE SHUT

From eye ope to eye shut, and eye shut to eye ope, the sun doth rise and cuts its arc the world round through varied kinds of skies, and then the stars, our sister worlds, and our bright smiling moon, … Continue reading

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Yes, DO go gentle into. . .

YES!! Go! Yes, DO go gentle, gentle, into that good night. No, NO! Not THAT good night! THIS one here, this one now, this one that’s fallen, and whose calling is to let us from this day down to settle, … Continue reading

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SATURDAY SINKING INTO SENTIENCE

Saturday. .. sinking into sentience, shrinking regret and petty penitence, to let heart flower in its way. . . remembering one’s deep importance, as, almost imperceptibly the August day before us glib and glorious dawns, waxes, wanes and shortens, awaiting … Continue reading

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JUNE FIREWORKS SOUND

Fireworks sound warm fog air veils the stars. . . Modest the length of the near-solstice night, when measured in hours. . . Then, like Ben Franklin, the June sun is early to rise at its dawn, and then arcs … Continue reading

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I AM A PEEP

I am a peep. I am a pipe. I am a megaphone. I make a sound that to distant lands resounds. I make a sight that starts small and faint but grows to tall and very bright. My presence shall … Continue reading

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MAGIC WAITING TO BE NOTICED

Life is full of magic just waiting to be noticed. . . So, see it, seize it, lift it, wield it, Go to sleep, and there, recall above reside the stars. . . Day breaks– Wake up, and breathe it. … Continue reading

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