Photo: Barbara Raimondo
Who believes the weatherman?
Surely not those who plundered market shelves
of their milk, eggs, bread, and toilet paper.
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Winter is a callous aunt,
Summer her glowering son.
But in Autumn’s muted madras,
a kind of sweetness comes.
The Grape Harvest or Autumn Francisco de Goya y Lucientes 1786
Orchid -- Dennis M. Kirschbaum
Continental drift widens oceans. In your absence,
I stopped remembering to miss you.
Meanwhile, the orchid was making buds.
I wake in the night to a tekiah of thunder.
“Who by earthquake and who by hurricane?”
“Who by fire and who by water?”
Pedro de Orrente - The Sacrifice of Isaac
God put Abraham to the test. God said, “Take your son, your favored one, Isaac, whom you love and go the land of Moriah and offer him there as a burnt offering on one of the heights that I will point out to you.