An Atmosphere that Doesn't Care - April 24, 2026

Gary Hunter
Apr 24
1 min read

morning awakens with a gentle fuss of leaves

a baby’s breath of wind wrapped in bird song

Did you see the debate for our next Governor?

Yes, I’m torn between a couple packages of words

sun bows to clouds, leaves settle, I sit,

my hands lap-folded, pressed in silence

wordless, formless, the atmosphere doesn’t care

Must it matter, the world beyond my backyard?

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