It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The blackbird sat
In the cedar-limbs.
Wallace Stevens
“For a moment, nothing happened.
Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.”
Douglas Adams
When the blackbird flew out of sight,
It marked the edge
Of one of many circles.
Wallace Stevens
In response to photo-challenge anticipation
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