A Praire Sunset by:Walt Whitman
Shot gold, maroon and violet, dazzling silver, emerald, fawn,
The earth's whole amplitude and Nature's multiform power consign'd
for once to colors;
The light, the general air possess'd by them--colors till now unknown,
No limit, confine--not the Western sky alone--the high meridian--
North, South, all,
Pure luminous color fighting the silent shadows to the last.

This is the view from my apartment's deck tonight. I thought I would share the wonder with you. I've heard sunsets this time of year in NYC are incredible. Apparently, they weren't kidding.


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