Voices on the Wind Evening Voices
Evenfall at Boulder by Kathy Lohrum Cotton Sundown’s red glow burns the Colorado sky, pitches Boulder’s flatiron slabs into cinder-black relief. A summer day’s warmth fades into stone crevices, wanders off, lost on Flagstaff’s winding trails. The chill of a mountain’s weightless evening shadow falls across a valley sparked with streetlights as the sun drifts over the Continental Divide.