Before dawn, nothing but wind and trains. In the crown of a birch, Venus burns so fiercely, even the fast-moving clouds can’t extinguish it.
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
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A catbird mimics the wood thrush, call...
A catbird mimics the wood thrush, call-and-response style, getting the phrasing right but little else. Venus fades into the dawn sky.
Also tagged catbird, wood thrush
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Up before dawn, I watch the morning...
Up before dawn, I watch the morning star climbing through the treetops. The birds awake: fragments of song like an orchestra tuning up.
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At first light, few other sounds than...
At first light, few other sounds than the fluting of doves’ wings. I hold my head perfectly still to watch Venus moving through the trees.
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An hour before dawn, I sit motionless...
An hour before dawn, I sit motionless, watching Venus climb slowly through the leaves of an oak, dazzling first my right eye, then my left.
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Venus and the fourth-quarter moon stand...
Venus and the fourth-quarter moon stand close together, shining through the treetops as I drink my coffee.
Also tagged coffee
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