
Cloud Ripples At Sunset — Image by kenne
“Nature is orderly.
That which appears to be chaotic in nature
is only a more complex kind of order.”
— Gary Snyder
Cloud Ripples At Sunset — Image by kenne
— Gary Snyder
A Winter Sunset In The Sonoran Desert — Image by kenne
A Winter Sunset
The winds are blowing
across the winter sky
colors moving in this
land of the setting sun.
Lovers raise a glass of wine
hearts warmed by the colors
as they lay quietly together
embracing nature’s moment.
Other sunsets will happen
bringing passion and joy
each sharing day’s passing
with those who participate.
Sunsets are always new
generating energy called love
to be shared with someone
since the beginning of time.
— kenne
A Mesquite Sunset — Image by kenne
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
— Neil Young
Sonoran Winter Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Crossroad
On, what sorrow to have
poems off in the distance
of passion, and a brain
all stained with ink!
Oh, what sorrow not to have
the happy man’s fantastical
shirt—a tanned skin,
the sun’s carpet.
(Flocks of letters
wheel round my eyes.)
Oh, what sorrow the ancient
sorrow of poetry,
this sticky sorrow
so far from clean water!
Oh, sorrow of sorrowing
to sip at the vein of lyric!
Oh, sorrow of dried-up fountains
and mills without flour!
Oh, what sorrow to have
no sorrow, to spend life
on the colorless grass
of the hesitant lane!
Oh, the deepest sorrow:
the sorrow of joy, a plow
Cutting furrows for us
where weeping bears fruit!
(The cold moon rises
over a paper mountain.)
Oh, sorrow of truth!
Oh, sorrow of the lie!
— Federico Garcia Lorca
Christmas Eve 2020 Sunset (Tucson) — Images by kenne
Christmas for two
— kenne
Solstice Sunset — Image by kenne
So the shortest day came, and the year died,
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive,
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us—Listen!!
All the long echoes sing the same delight,
This shortest day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!
— Susan Cooper
Puerto Penasco Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Earth
— Federico García Lorca
Sonoran Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— Pablo Picasso
Sun, the lord of heaven — Image by kenne
The Red Poppy
— Louise Glück
Another Beautiful Sunset — Image by kenne
— Edward Hirsch
Sunset Over the Mountains — Photo-Artistry by kenne
SUNSETS
— John Boynton
Yesterday’s Sunset from Off Our Patio — Image by kenne
Some of the wildfires in the west began with the Bighorn Fire here in the Santa Catalina Mountains back in June.
Since then fires have continued to ravage the west. Sadly, all the climate models have projected data
predicting the conditions for a perfect storm.
Meanwhile, there are currently five storms in the Atlantic. It’s time to
stop climate-denial or conspiracy thinking and believe in science.
Pease, let’s not let politics win out over science.
— kenne
Colorless Desert Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— kenne