Saturday January 01, 2011

Gray sky thin as an eyelid for the sun’s approximate blaze. The distant gargles of an 18-wheeler jake-breaking into town set off the crows.

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  1. For the sun’s approximate blaze, what
    would we not do? Outline the gray sky thin
    as an eyelid with smoky kohl, powder it
    soft bronze. Sweater the tops of trees
    in golden yellow, pin bunches of cerise
    on the crumpled fields. Lob it a bangle
    or two: what do those crows know,
    dressed as always in their suits of drab–
    on the first day of the year, gargling
    like that 18-wheeler into town?

    ~ Luisa A. Igloria
    01 01 2011


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