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The Changing Light

Narrated by Chris Giovacchini



The changing light
            at San Francisco
    is none of your East Coast light
            none of your
                    pearly light of Paris
The light of San Francisco
            is a sea light
                    an island light
And the light of fog
                blanketing the hills
        drifting in at night
              through the Golden Gate
                    to lie on the city at dawn
And then the halcyon late mornings
          after the fog burns off
                and the sun paints white houses
                      with the sea light of Greece
          with sharp clean shadows
                making the town look like
                      it had just been painted
But the wind comes up at four o’clock
                  sweeping the hillsAnd then the veil of light of early evening

And then another scrim
              when the new night fog
                        floats in
And in that vale of light
                the city drifts
                      anchorless upon the ocean



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