Sunrise at -6º

© 2012 Loren Zemlicka
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[dropcap2 textColor=”#ffffff”]’T[/dropcap2]is morning; and the sun with ruddy orb
Ascending, fires the horizon: while the clouds
That crowd away before the driving wind,
More ardent as the disk emerges more,
Resemble most some city in a blaze,
Seen through the leafless wood. His slanting ray
Slides ineffectual down the snowy vale,
And tinging all with his own rosy hue,
From ev’ry herb and ev’ry spiry blade
Stretches a length of shadow o’er the field.

– From “The Winter Morning Walk” by William Cowper

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