Five Stars
Rehearsals,
Auditions –
Life holds none.
Though *nightly
curtains rise
on “Sunset.”
Unrehearsed,
The light drains
brilliantly.
Driving home the other night, the hills looked like black paper cutouts. Spring sunsets stretch longer as the light seeps more slowly. I thought “this light deserves a poem,” and though colored pencils don’t really convey the shade of peach just above the hills, I’m loving the quick scribble format of three. Though speed is not the point, this was both faster and more fun.
And yes, I wrote “daily” and meant its opposite, but them’s the breaks when you’re lettering in indelible ink. 🙄
OH MY GOODNESS — I also used curtains rising this week!!! We are in synch!!
Both sunrise and sunset are infinitely more beautiful when performed in a duet with mountains.