Fire Season I

Early summer mornings, 
the sun rises copper penny bright 
shining in a gray sky
casting no shadows
yellow and fuzzy, blurred 
in a hazy white sky
showing soft shadows, 
their edges indistinct.  

I remember piercing blue July skies.
I see pale blue and white and gray. 

and now this new season
I never wanted to see. 

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