Sunset

Nursing a bit of homesick heartache, so I finally thought to watch a sunset. Whenever I see one over the water, I think of one of my favorite poems:

God having a hemhorrage-
Blood coughed across the sky-
That is sunset in the Caribbean.
(Langston Hughes)

This isn't the Caribbean, but we're not all that far away. And though it's not a desert, some other lines came into my head:

Your burning skies, are never ending
across your red brush plains
Out where the dingo still is king
and eternity remains.
(Dougie McLean)

Lots of photos of the very same clouds and sun, taken only minutes apart. But if you care to look closely enough, many differences will start to appear...