Spectrum

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Spectrum

 

This is not a poem about

clouds

or weather

or even the sun

 

but about the way light

behaves

 

just before it is

blocked, 

minimized,

or otherwise obscured 

 

by revealing itself 

as holding all colors,

each pigment,

every tone

 

in a vibrant, generous gleaming 

gilding the vapor 

that would try to

dim it 

 

with what spills no secret 

breaks no rules

denies no one 

 

their place 

in the spectrum

 

no matter how 

menacing

the view.

4 thoughts on “Spectrum

  1. Love that this ends with “no matter how menacing the view”. Would love to explore that with you next time we talk.

    Beautiful piece of writing friend.

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