Thursday, February 22, 2007

February Sunset Concert
By Don Iannone

A slowly disappearing evening sun
paints Confederate gray clouds
with subtle streaks of marbled salmon-pink,
while melting snow drips
in classic three/four time.
Consciously, I am here--
soaking up Ma Nature's classic February concert,
but a part of me lingers,
just long enough to remember
an early evening spent gazing
at an Arizona sunset--
one not remarkably different than this winter eve;
just two thousand miles away, and
forty degrees warmer.


Kathleen said...

Beautiful Don... Wow... when is that next poetry book coming out?!!!

(I'm a little behind... thanks so much for your lovely wishes of joy for Dan and I... and I hope you had a wonder-full Valentine's Day with your sweetie...)

Pat Paulk said...

Definitely warmer.

Dan said...

40 degrees warmer!?

polona said...

part of us always longs for that which isn't here, i suppose...
love this one

Paul said...

Hey now... looking at one sunset and thinking of another? Where's the present-centeredness in THAT?

I'm going for a consciousness joke but aware that it may not work...

Well then, speaking of light bulbs going off, or not, how about this: How many Buddhists does it take to change a light bulb?

Two. One to change the lightbulb and one not to change the light bulb...

Kai C. said...

very beautiful, don!

Kathleen said...

just had to comment again about Paul's Buddhist light bulb joke... lol...good one!

gautami tripathy said...

Simply beautiful. Never thought about Feb like that. I enjoyed this very much.

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