there are intermittent showers
expected.
a killing frost.
a hard wind.
a cold front.
the weather man in his sharp
suit
and red tie
is a maestro at the big board.
a wand
in his hand
predicting with casual ease
what doppler
radar
tells him.
where the moon will be.
how quickly
the sun will rise.
it's by satellite, by the almanac,
the guess
and feel.
a phd in meteorology.
everything but a window
showing
us what is real.
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