The beginning of what looks like another gray day

Solid, uniform cloud cover, glistening wet roofs.

About to actively* participate in this world.

No dreams that I can remember.

*Although the exact nature of the activity has not yet been defined.

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About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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2 Responses to The beginning of what looks like another gray day

  1. Love this…particularly the asterisk’d portion. Lovely.

  2. Thanks a bunch for your comment!

    The first one in this blog, by the way. Made me feel a little less like I’m writing into blue sky.

    But even that wouldn’t be the worst, would it?

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