All the years spent studying,
Searching for patterns,
Isobars, wind charts, radar,
Models iterating parameters,
Each parcel of computation
Wasted by divination,
Natural readings, the signs,
Indications of change,
Red sky, grey sky,
A shrinking corona,
A change in the wind,
Smells exfoliating the rush,
Cumulus over the ocean,
Nimbostratus in limbo,
Frost glittered by the stars,
Storms raising the speed of sound.
What a life, to be examining science,
Marking the crypt of a computer,
Oblivious to what's really going on.
Monday, October 28, 2019
Weather Prediction
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