Faint sun through an ash-white sky. I picture a history of human civilization from the point-of-view of periodical cicadas, emerging from the ground every 17 years to scream.
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Faint sun through an ash-white sky. I picture a history of human civilization from the point-of-view of periodical cicadas, emerging from the ground every 17 years to scream.
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Thanks, Dave, this one made my smile.
I’ve also been thinking for a while I just wanted to tell you how much I have appreciated visiting you morning porch every day for the last year or so.
Thank you, more deeply, for sharing this poetic practice of attention with the world.
Kris Lindbeck