The mason of rainbow's arc and clouds' clash
must keep an eye on the sky, his brash
likeness painted in tons, before
the ones modeling there crash again
with lightning's hiss and float by
as if to wet another dry land, waken
another artist's hand, bands of color
inked in another clay, and leaden thunderheads
are mortared in another gray-scale day.
- Ralph Murre
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Hurrah back.
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