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Lost in the Clouds
..When you wake up, you will have the parts of the world.
West, an empty conch of water and air.
East, always behind you, the voided memory of snow-covered fir.
And extending from your outspread arms
Nothing but bronze grasses, north and south…
[excerpt] from: It Was Winter
author: CZESLAW MILOSZ
Black and White All Over
Happy New Year To All! Enjoy the ‘Blue Moon’ if you can see it from your locale. This phenomena won’t happen again on New Year Eve for another 19 years.
One
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It’s the loneliest number since the number one
