Thursday, November 17, 2022

Between fight and flight, is the blind man's sight and a choice that's right















 “When it rains,

the world softens
around the edges;
streets and sidewalks
become a liquid mirror
onto which lights
and colors bleed.
When it rains,
everything
becomes beautiful . . .
for a while.”

― John Mark Green, Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems

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