...it started with just a faint blush
of pink on the undersides
of the front's departing rainclouds,
arrayed in distinct bands up the Sierra mountainside,
but having seen this omen before
I rushed to the street for a wider vista-
Sure enough,
in five minutes' time the setting sun
-unseen beyond the ridges-
fired the bellies
of this low deck of cloud
with a color so vivid, so surreal,
I was founded dumb
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