Monday Morning Musings: Turbulence “13. Clouds are drawn by invisible birds”–Mark Strand, 89 Clouds A beak, a flap, a swirl across the sky—a quill pen,cotton candy in the air, portals below. If only we could divelike eagles, catch treasures from beneaththe surface, but we are in molting season, and we must wait to fly. I […]
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