scenes
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Fresh new book opens wide and swallows me whole!Taking time to acclimate I catch my breath,Focusing as scenes and characters unfoldTo instill memories of their length and breadth.
Peach clouds tumble over an
autumn morning.
Cool, almost impeccably sharp
Yet
Soft, light, feathery, cushioning the
blow:
A collision of ecstasy
Frozen grass breathing again with
A meadow so quiet you can hear each snowflake
land, as it hits the crisp glistening snow top.
A sky so clear even the stars
reflect off the blurry ground
