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Wednesday, June 6, 2018
chester giles writes
the sky looks really incredible here tonight
i've never seen a night sky look like this
strange pastel reds burning from orange into indigos and purples
thick and heavy like smoke but still translucent
though there's no light behind them just pitch
like the dark is its own incandescence
and the clouds catch this colour and move with it
smearing the reds and the purples out like thumb prints
and the dots of the lights from the town sit in their relative still on the horizon
in the distance behind the silhouettes of the trees and the telegraph poles
and the wind takes the autumn and the cold
and the dark moves with it toward the sea
and all the glass
and all the stone
make it as though there is nothing real skies burn dark reds as though they were painted
as though they were printed centuries ago
some place else.
the whole world in conjured
Illuminated Hills -- Remya Kumar
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