What´s this about pre-, dawn and post- ? The light dappling these fair hill of the Ciminis? A neutrino is streaking down from CERN to Gran Sasso to race the “bright ring of day”, ochre and buttered gold painting just what outside my cloistered window?
This October night was still balm, still is balmy; bits of sticky sleep stubborn but willing. I ease into my very own October 3. No “Whence, Where, Why, Whither” questions are awake. It is now.
LEAD, KINDLY LIGHT
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