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Synesthesia and chronology
The year is a ring of gold and shadow in my mind’s eye.
It circles my life like a wide band, and I live along it.
As I write now, autumn faces me, and I peer into a growing
darkness.
Over my shoulder, I see the bright days of summer, yellow
and white and hot.
The calendar where I stand is fading to reds and
browns.
November and December ahead are edging into blackness. Days
become faded blue and grey, murky, mellow, and encouraging sleep. Like suckerfish in the murk, January
and February follow, clinging. Always
darkest just before dawn, as the shortest days begin to lengthen, January and
February hold the deep night of the year under cold black glittering skies. Days are stark in black and white.
Peering around the corner of the year, I see the black fade
to grey as a pre-dawn sky. March is indistinct, muddy, brown and rain-streaked,
and only April begins to dry into a shiny, pretty year. May and June glint with new colors,
emerald and topaz in a gold setting as the longest days glow forever and each
one fades into a warm night of sparkling stars. The daytime sun and sky begin to blend together, soft baby
blue and yellow.
That yellow heats up and up and suddenly July and August are
hot gold, flaming with color, nearly too bright, like looking right at the sun. Finally, September, ah September, all
the colors have mellowed. The
greens are swaying, the golds have softened, and the rusts and browns are
edging in. The flower-colors begin
to fade but continue to detail the days.
October comes around again; the circle is complete, reds and browns
darkening, nights lengthening, skies gaining the steel blue edge that comes
with chill days.
The year is a ring of gold, set with emerald, topaz, copper
and bronze leaves, edged in steel, lit in relief by a summer spotlight, sparkling
with a nightly wintery blackness.
It circles my life like a wide band, and I live along it, married to the seasons year by year.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
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