Friday, December 12, 2008

Moon Splash

Tonight, the moon knifes through leafless branches, splashing flat white light on frozen ground and stars (really do) burn silver in a black sky. I walk outside, drawn by the light, brighter than dawn's this morning, and look up, the branches fingering sky, twisting in ghostly shadows like El Greco's flaming brush strokes.

Sewanee flames black, white, silver.

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