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Collected Poetry
(rd king dot net)poetry and digital art
Diesel Eddy
Book three of impromptu trilogy.
Summer Evening
It then finds itself as a thing we'll reconsider, basking at the tire-marked edge of a barren parking structure: opus of late afternoon—the advancing grace of grace in light. We sense and begin to wonder how it unfolds so largely unrevealed, unheralded. A pleasant task it is to examine it keenly; the distance squashed, dioramic, cottony with evening haze and the odd pointers of dragonflies darting about breast-height to hip-level—crazed, quick, dark shelled metaphors of the too, too many variables embedded in... It could happen like this: you leave work late, and find the caladiums sprawling the borders of the walkway languid with excitation. back | ToC | next
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