in the presence – March 15


blazing orange pinks

streak the eastern sky

the light coming from

a long distance

untrammeled by

city reverberations

light pollutions

car exhaust waves


simply streaking

while a half moon

whisps away into

the treelined west.


I sit in silence

and sip my coffee,

newspaper present

but unread

in the presence.


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