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| Leaving the Art Museum I amble over the Calatrava bridge... and all at once I am the amber moon rising, and the chrome gleam of the rails mirrors the midnight pitch of the frozen sky. I turn 'round and spin to feel the whole— the scene begins to coalesce and flow. Each line and curve draws me out and along, the cold course of the lake balancing the city lights' December blue. But as the moon I view the human scale for what it's worth: The month will pass and take their whole year with it! The lamentations laughable to me who sings a lunar song hanging here in the air, drawn, and quartered. |
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