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Springtime in Los Angeles & The Poet’s Eye Turns Toward the Light

The Poet's Eye

Los Angeles in springtime is a celebration, no less so because we have such subtle

changes of season. As a child I remember being struck by the changing quality of

the light, the fireball that was summer with its golden rays giving way to a saffron-hued

autumn. I watched the light water down to straw yellow, then lose color all together in

winter’s chill. But spring light always struck me as hopeful. The teasing marigold yellow

that smacked of the long days of summer to come.

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