Category Archives: Weather

Semi-Pathetic Fallacy

A week ago we had a little storm.The forecast was more promising than true.Some drizzle teased, but we’re too dry and warmfor winter like the seasons we’ve lived through;we have to say goodbye to what we knew.Tomorrow’s strange – I’m … Continue reading

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Aridity Ahead

It’s ominously beautiful outside.The gardens teem with blooms, the air is clear,the sky’s a bowl of azure high and wide.The birdsong peals like morning bells, and hereare daily hummingbirds, identifiedin thrumming flits. The atmosphereis mild, but I see the soil’s … Continue reading

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Dissociation

So much of what I thought I understoodis contradicted by the recent past.My turf was a suburban neighborhood –of course I thought that ambience would last.But values taught as permanent and goodwere post-war pushes, marketed so fastand flashy, flooding on … Continue reading

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Benched

A bench in the sunon a spring afternoon …molested by noneI’ll be leaving here soon,which makes every minuteluxurious time,and moves me while in itto doodle this rhyme.

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First Wisteria

I saw my first wisteria Mondayat 9 a.m., in 46 degrees.I shot a picture walking, on my wayto stock my pantry with some groceries.The purple blossoms formed a scant arraybut promised spring in Berkeley more than bees.My own wisteria’s a … Continue reading

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Plum Petals

Plum petals show like snowflakes on the woodbeneath my feet, against the crooked limbsabove my office shed. Their whiteness skimsand flits on wind as if they understoodtheir blossom purpose has been served. I couldavert my glance – no other act … Continue reading

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The Sound of Rain

The sound of rain is manna to my ears.It patters on my skylight and it drumsupon my roof. It hammers or it thrums,and I attend its rhythm. When it clearsI yearn to have it back – a storm cloud nearsand … Continue reading

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Spring Too Soon

It’s too soon for buds.Low rain and warm spring make forsummertime fires.

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Unwelcome Warmth

I can’t hold climate change at bay, and suremy situation could be so much worse.My habitat is sturdy and secure(remodel took a chunk out of my purse).So my complaint is mild – I’d reversethe forecast trend, away from early warmthat … Continue reading

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Eight Days Hence

It’s near 300 days since I beganthis daily writing project. House arrestcontinues and although I didn’t planit so, and probably would not have guessed,I tend to write about a week ahead.It’s Wednesday where I sit – in 8 more days,when … Continue reading

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