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Lomond Sunset in November ©

Stella
Fife, Scotland
2004

I have stopped peeling potatoes
In order that I watch
The kaleidoscope move to the
Other side of Falkland Hill
Slowly moving yellow to red
And weaving mauve and blue within
The setting day

I imagine were I to touch
first the clouds then sky
it would be as if fingers
were feeling ermine then silk
in a sewing box
Like ribbons of velvet
And exactly like a kitten's paw

I return to the task
Refreshed and singing softly
To think that November gifts
Me this spectacular show
Just as I stand at my kitchen window
Preparing a meal for my family


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