Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Meteorological Prognosis

Systems of a season-less
humidity convene like spies
inside the hollows

of a bright Manhattan sun –
clouds of happy apprehension
rig suspension of the day

the Weather Channel told you
might be fair. It won’t be fair.
It’s never fair.

Beatrix Potter Springs
are rare in New York City:
plan for chilly March or sodden

mid-July. That’s a meteorological
prognosis upon which you
may decide, in May,

you might rely.
Except for when you can’t.
Evidence for anything is scant.


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