As I watch quirky clouds capture
Yosemite’s sky-piercing peak,
iPhones catch climbers high-hanging,
reaching up for an amenable rock.
Rogue showers wring out colors
in swatches of old Noah’s rainbow,
blues deepen like windows of Chartres
sprinkling glory on upstretched faces.
Published in the July 5, 2019 issue: View Contents
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