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Cardinal - a brilliant red
Carmine - a vivid red
Carnation - a moderate red
Carnelian - a red or brownish-red
Cerise - a moderate red
Cherry - a variable color averaging a moderate red
Crimson - any of several deep purplish reds
Damask - a grayish red
Erythematous - exhibiting abnormal redness of the skin or mucous membranes due to the accumulation of blood in dilated capillaries (as in inflammation)
Erythrism - a condition marked by exceptional prevalence of red pigmentation (as in hair or feathers)
Ferruginous - resembling iron rust in color
Floridity - tinged with red
Gules - the heraldic color red
Hectic - red, flushed
Laky - a purplish red
Lateritious - of the color of red brick
Lurid - shining with the red glow of fire seen through smoke or cloud
Magenta - a deep purplish red
Maroon - a dark red
Miniate - to paint with red lead or vermilion
Puce - a dark red
Raddle - red ocher
Rouge - a red powder consisting essentially of ferric oxide used in polishing glass, metal, or gems and as a pigment
Rubefaction - the act or process of causing redness
Rubicundity - having a healthy reddish color
Rubor - redness of the skin (as from inflammation)
Rubricity - redness
Ruby - the dark red color of the ruby
Rufescence - a reddish or bronze color
Rufosity - quality of being reddish
Sanguine - a moderate to strong red; bloodred
Scarlet - any of various bright reds
Stammel - archaic: the bright red color of stammel (i.e., obsolete: a coarse woolen clothing fabric usually dyed red and used sometimes for undershirts of penitents)
Vermeil - vermilion (i.e., any of various red pigments)
Vinaceous - of the color of red wine
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a raspy laugh, sharp as cheap soap a mind's movie on a honey-smacked whorl
windows open season. waking up to birdsong season. smelling the dewy grass season. twirling in a long skirt season. life feels worth living again season. taking all of my meals outside of possible season. reasoning how far I can get by bike ride and pedaling out anyway season.
Variegation—diversity of colors
Bar code - variously patterned bars and spaces
Barber pole - diagonal stripes of red and white or of red, white, and blue
Butterfly - brightly colored
Calico - blotched or spotted, predominantly white with red and black patches
Candy cane - red and white
Chameleon - changing colors
Checkerboard - having two alternating colors
Cheetah - yellowish to tan coat covered with numerous round to oval black spots
Confetti - brightly colored
Crazy quilt - patchwork without a design; colorful, jumbled
Dalmatian - white with many black or brown spots
Harlequin - a variegated pattern; a combination of patches on a solid ground of contrasting color (as in the coats of some dogs)
Iris - rainbow colored
Jaguar - brownish yellow or buff with black spots
Joseph's coat - having many colors; with variegated foliage
Kaleidoscope - variegated changing colors or patterns
Leopard - tawny or buff with black spots arranged in rosettes
Mackerel sky - a sky covered with rows of altocumulus or cirrocumulus clouds resembling the patterns on a mackerel's back
Marble - veined or mottled appearance
Moire - wavy watered appearance
Mother-of-pearl - iridescent
Nacre - mother-of-pearl; iridescent
Ocelot - tawny-yellow or grayish coat dotted and striped with black
Opal - iridescent play of colors
Patchwork quilt - various colors and shapes
Peacock - tipped with iridescent spots
Rainbow - a multicolored array
Serpentine - usually dull green and often mottled
Shot silk - two or more colours producing an iridescent appearance
Spectrum - a continuum of color
Stained glass - colored glass
Tapestry - characterized by complicated pictorial designs
Tortoise shell - mottled brown and yellow coloring
Watered-silk - pattern like that of silk subjected to watering
Zebra - patterned in stripes of black or dark brown and white or buff
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A pair of mallards sits on a
Manicured stone by an
Artificial fountain
Ah, the massive continuity of ducks
Here there be lakes,
(Or ponds, or even fountains)
Here there be ducks.
As a child I used to pray that I would get cancer
What my young eyes saw as an illness of honor
An illness that people rally behind
I wanted to have people who were proud of me for putting up a good fight
I wanted my suffering to be visible, less shameful
I yearned for someone to see me and know that I was hurting
I wanted doctors, church goers, my family, anyone at all to try to save me
So I prayed
And prayed
And prayed
I never got cancer
And I spent years saving myself
Now I’m an adult with a graduate degree and a mission
I will be the person who sees the child who is silently begging for help
I will be the one who tries their hardest to offer treatment
Because no child should suffer in silence
Praying for a death sentence so they can be seen
the lover’s almanac : part one.
There's no shame in collecting
Pretty things in an ugly world
Prisoners are allowed their pictures
Hoard your joy there, tooth to cheek
Your smiles are stolen secrets
This land does not deserve
Who:
For my love, to make her smile
When a purple blossom makes
Me think of her favorite color.
For my Tumblr followers when
I post proof of my wilderness walks.
For my soul, so I might revisit these
Moments of awe and beauty.
For these,
I take pictures of flowers.
What:
A moment caught in my
Binary bug net,
A digital trace of my travels,
A daily commute or intentional stroll.
And along the way,
I take pictures of flowers.
Where:
My cloud storage fills
To the brim, and I deign to
Empty a single pixel.
Yellow, then red warnings of
Limited space,
But still,
I take pictures of flowers
Why:
To preserve what I cannot
Trust myself to remember.
Every detail, every shimmer on
A petal, every ring of color,
Every fold and roll and pleat.
To replace what I cannot have;
With no box or garden or
Sun-exposed pot,
I can only hold onto these beauties
In digital form.
When:
The golden hours escape me,
But they are probably sour grapes,
A cast of yellow hue on a face,
Not meant for leaf or colored bract.
Nay, whenever the feeling hits,
I pull out my device.
No process or plan in mind,
I snap one or two decent photos
And continue on my way.
Moment by moment
I take pictures of flowers.
How:
Only carefully, gently,
Holding the camera as I would
Carry a basket of down.
Motionless, I hold my breath and
Press the button.
My phone, with the help
Of an AI worth my trust,
Or with my moderately expensive
Camera I would like to buy
A macro attachment for.
I know not the specifics of how
My precious ladies make it onto
Film or image, but even so
I take pictures of flowers.