Albedo Rises

Viewed from space,

the storm, not cold but careful

spreads, step by forging flake

until the Earth lies white as dry bone.

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As the freeze advances

photons ricochet and albedo rises.

Rivers run under

and the ragged rock is smoothed.

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Cities dim;

all hullabaloo muffled,

their heat eased

with blanketing drifts.

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From orbit

there is no audible hush,

no reductions as such,

just a vision of time-lapse lace.

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The world in obvious spin

practices ‘stillness’

without the slowing of time,

while

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somewhere outside

of slick meteorology

the Earth, briefly and brilliantly,

reflects more heat than it keeps.

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© LorraineVoss.Jan2026