Tuesday Doctrine

(Photography by Parsa Mahmoudi - found here)

My favorite sort of day’s a Tuesday when

the clouds are loaded low with rain, and fog
unbends to hold the fallowing earth again
away from the sun. The summer sweats with smog
and August suffocation, but this breeze
smells like December’s cool cashmere prologue
with that first touch of hoarfrost from a freeze.
It’s just the sort of day the veil drops low
on us. Our brilliant hypotheses
of things above grow frail and dim below,
in drowsy Tuesday’s grey obscurity.
The dappled dark reminds us what we know
of ordinary days’ sublimity
by our veiled lights: despite this dark, we see.

~Sarah Elizabeth Spivey