windy_wind crOwl blowing clouds across the sky like film speeded up 080305 ... birdmad palm husks from the higher tops littering the courtyard 080306 ... past i tried twice to go down the steps, each time the wind hollowed through the narrowing, blinding me with flying snow. in the end i cut through one of the buildings to the side and made my way down to the [other] ground floor. my campus is built on hills, and all the narrowings between buildings are wind tunnels. 080306 ... raze it took hold of my hair and tried to pull it from my face, and then it took hold of the car door and tried to keep me from opening it. i can hear it still, gusting, trying to pretend it's a tornado. 140221 ... raze it's ripping it up out there at twenty-three miles an hour right now. i've got half a mind to run outside with my old kite. naked. in the dark. in the freezing cold. just to see what happens. (the smart money would be on "hypothermia, followed by an indecent exposure charge". smart money's so full of itself, it's forgotten how to have fun.) 220111 ... nr if you cried in the cold windy_wind, would your tears blow straight off your face? 220111 ... ovenbird All night the wind wore costumes to obscure its true identity. It was the rumble of heavy machinery, it was an earthquake building, it was someone in the house prowling, it was thunder. All night I was kept awake by its theatrics, the stage strewn with discarded coats and scarves and props, its voice projecting to the back of the room, threatening and deep. Now, as light raises goosebumps on the skin of the morning, the wind falls silent, tired out from its Shakespearean efforts. And I am left with a basket of dreams, bruised and rotten, that I throw at this howling thespian while he takes his final bow. 260314 what's it to you? who go blather from