The sky near dusk in November
Blends gray and pink with amber
One hour prior to sunset
Look around, don’t forget
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The air is crisp, the sky is blue
Breathe deeply, and take in the view
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When the sky turns black
Constellations come back
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As the sun rises again
You may feel a yen
To see Orion’s belt
Under the nightly melt
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Milky Way streaming
And satellites beaming
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November skies at evening
Continue their weaving
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Blending paint strokes
Before the night cloaks
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Andrea Corwin
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My favorite ❤️❤️🤩
Love this poem from dusk to night… “Milky Way streaming and satellites beaming.” Beautiful 🤩
True even in anchorage in single digit temps. When I see Orion’s Belt I know the weather is clear and cold.
lovely
This was so magical and mesmerising! So beautifully written!