the in between

the purple teal of dusk against the mountains’ silhouette looks like paper torn just so.  black meets blue and makes a jagged line.  last night saturn glimmered the only light in the western sky, but there were new lights on the ground: stadiums and baseball fields with spring crowds and cheering hums.  i see the dichotomy in everything right now – i can’t see things for what they are, but instead only the line between them. it’s supposed to snow today…yesterday i wore shorts and a tshirt.  i think changing seasons must be like this.  with two weeks away starting today, i feel like i’ll be coming home to a surprise – hopefully something that’s fully itself and not two opposing ideas.  i would like that.


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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
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