Whither thunderstorm?
Where dwells instability?
The night most humid.The sky, most bloody
heat poured from sun as it plunged
into the thick night.The dense breeze rustles
I’m listening for thunder
The sky is quiet.
The rest of the night – Haiku
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Tonight, seen from East Greenbush
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Tossed into the Quote Box
courtesy of James Victore
How do birds fly? They fall and falling they are given wings. — Rumi
What’s next
I did regular laundry last night so tonight, having arrived home late, I’m doing a load of fabric wash with a splash of starch. Good times!
Project in planning stages, TBA.



