Tag Archives: Night

DECEMBER SHINE

Posted on December 15, 2024 by elainedanforth

There is a shinedown from the sun–intermittent, spotty,muted or obscured though it may be. . . Which, when I bend my head,my mind, my eye to it,can brighten up my daythough the day quite quiet be,and slow– perhaps a little … Continue reading →

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CLOSED EYES AT DAY’S END

Posted on November 8, 2024 by elainedanforth

Closed eyeslids blood red illuminated blackwith residual white of screen glow. A day well lived–a good thing,for there is no going back, a settling into later evening,night and sleep,restoring self Perhaps even to the spiritof that long agoopen-hearted lovingplayful, joyful … Continue reading →

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WHAT ACTUALLY IS BLEARY?

Posted on October 28, 2024 by elainedanforth

What actually is bleary?I think it’s spoke to bewhat the eyes of folkcan bewhen the folk are weary. perhaps not melancholy,but likely also not exactly jolly,and though cloudy, watery,probably not therefore precisely teary. Late in the eve,wakefulness is the main … Continue reading →

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IT’S LATE

Posted on February 29, 2024 by elainedanforth

It’s late. . . Eyes still opensoaking in the too blue light,which to me looks white, of this weirdo fake-oelectro-magneticscreenglowing eeriein the night. All it takesis a finger full of willto press that buttonto get out, and tomore basic naturalhuman … Continue reading →

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SEPTEMBER TO OCTOBER SEGUE

Posted on September 30, 2023 by elainedanforth

Just past the clearnight-loomingHarvest supermoon,the night attempts to be its darkest,but just can’t,awash in the brilliance of this round-faced loon! Some hours later,and perhaps one more sun roundaway, the dark of nighthas ceded intobright of day, the hue Crayola christened … Continue reading →

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A WORD FOR EQUINOX OF FALL

Posted on September 22, 2023 by elainedanforth

What can I say? In several hours,we will see. . . or if not see,nor feel, perhaps at leastaccording to our analyzing chartsand thoughtjust note a fleeting momentwhen neither poleof our great Earth does point toward the sun,which shines thenfor … Continue reading →

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WHICH GOOD NIGHT?

Posted on September 16, 2023 by elainedanforth

Which night?That good night?Tonight?That doesn’t sound right. . . A little soonaccording to my head,the drummer that I think I march to,and the drummed-to tune,that, more or less,has stood mein good stead. Which night, again?THAT night?What kind of night?A good … Continue reading →

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NIGHT

Posted on March 21, 2021 by elainedanforth

faint dot stars peek throughnew moon’s quarter not yet seenspring’s whisper eludes

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SAVOR THIS

Posted on January 29, 2019 by elainedanforth

Savor that taste. . . that breath. . . that cheering beam of light. . . there is no knowing beyond that. . . Some more may come, for you to see– but looms too the possibility that before or … Continue reading →

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THE SANDS OF TIME FLOW INTO WINTER

Posted on November 9, 2018 by elainedanforth

The hour glass allows the sands to run– it doesn’t ask what you might want. . . Right through the eight-shaped bulbs grains flow straight down, and curve into a rounded heap, be it in fog light flat or intermittent … Continue reading →

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