Monday, April 10, 2023
The Good light
I wanted to go all these places with you all! We had this from Desiree:
Sand that looked like cold
snow at noon, warms at dusk
to comforting gold.
snow at noon, warms at dusk
to comforting gold.
And from Jill Scoggins:
Words sometimes fail me.
Like when I want to tell you
about that golden light.
It washes over
the beach, just before twilight.
It’s gold in all ways.
It wraps me up in
gold-like air. I feel it so
much more than see it.
These three stanzas don’t
really convey it. Words can’t
capture that treasure.
Like when I want to tell you
about that golden light.
It washes over
the beach, just before twilight.
It’s gold in all ways.
It wraps me up in
gold-like air. I feel it so
much more than see it.
These three stanzas don’t
really convey it. Words can’t
capture that treasure.
From the Medievalist:
Alhambra Palace,
Watching the end of the day,
Sipping on something.
Watching the end of the day,
Sipping on something.
And Christine:
Crest of the hill, light
mixes with the morning fog
Iridescent joy.
Unrelatedly, I also had a long message from CraigA about the ECAC winning the Frozen Four, blah blah blah, Colgate, Etc. etc. etc., Gophers suck, etc. Which was all kind of true.
