What a beautiful prose poem, Paul! Here on the porch at 62 Pearl St. I am
savoring the summer dusk around the corner from you.🦉
Sent from my iPhone
On Jul 16, 2022, at 8:05 PM, Paul Tamburello ("ptamburello")
<dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
July 3, 2022
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Porch sitting...An evening routine
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8:08 PM
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A dog barks in the distance. Crows make their final caws before choosing
their resting places high in the trees. A jet at about 20,000 feet is
sounding taps for the day,
8:58 PM
Gathering dusk has eased into its armchair. A great stillness envelops the
land. Ink blue sky turns cheek to pillow, dusk enveloping the cosmos as the
earth makes its quotidien turn from the sun. Evening slides its arms into
its sleeping robe, ready to preside until dawn.
Photos by Paul A. Tamburello, Jr.
