![]() ![]() ![]() For Justus each dawn brings new birth into this life, this gift.” What every entry has in common is the gift of language-witty, sensory rich, poetic, and often prayerful. Her responses range from dawn snatches, to yawning dawn wakefulness, to complete poems and inventive personal commentary: from rushed city mornings loud with traffic and train whistles, to the sun, a rose, rising above mountains and rivers. ![]() Yet she maintains a transcendental trust in the human imagination and her personal intuitive vision that grows from a deep sense of wonder. Justus also knows that, at the same time, the red fringe at the edge of the universe is rushing toward somethingness, and that we are in the presence of a cosmic force beyond human comprehension. The tension between what her eyes and senses make of dawn and her knowledge that earth is spinning 18.5 miles a second around a star is central to this book. “What a daunting achievement for Allison Boyd Justus-a full year of waking mornings to shape poetic reactions for our dawning planet. ![]()
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