Hard to believe it snowed more than 18 inches about 10 days ago. There's been a bright orange orb in the sky, an orange orb in Syracuse, home of the Orangemen. This orb, this disk, this disc, this dish, this ... this blinding splash of illumination shocks us with surprise, awakens us, even warms us by the afternoon.
"Here Comes the Orb."
Crocuses applaud in their subsnowpile slumber.
Finches sing arias.
Panhandlers shed shyness.
Litter emerges like atolls in the Pacific.
March Maudness.
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1 comment:
I'd suggest special orb-proof dark glasses.
Scarlett & Viaggiatore
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