These two poems create a little bit of a dialogue-- one that creates a contrast in color, living things, and the state of life. I think from more of an ecological perspective, both of these little projects consider life in the desert, specifically, life in a spectrum that is often changing and responding to the environments around us.
It monsooned a lot today, just in a few hours. I'll have to post the pictures I took after the torrent of rain stopped momentarily-- the sky was so clear because the rain washed out most of the junk that accumulates up there. Less junk means the sun is even warmer, but at least I took advantage of it! Thanks for reading :)