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"textContent": "_Saturday, November 29, 2025_\n\nGood morning, The Wonder Fell Way.\n\nHow's the day? O/\n\nSunrise soft on moonlit charged snow.\n\nWhat powers moonlight has, a lake's reflection, this morning's snow cover, and lovers know.\n\nPoets are often associated with the moon.\n\nLunar powered heart batteries power the muse.\n\nBut there's also poetry, neglected though it's been, in each sunrise.\n\nHow are we doing? O/\n\nIf numbers interest or impress you, if quantity measures more than amount for you, there's over 500 sunrises poetically recorded here on Wonder Fell.\n\nIn a row.\n\nDay-to-day.\n\n> \"Why do such a thing?\"\n> -Curious Reader\n\nBecause there's something only poets can say about the sunrise. We know all about the poetic implications of moonlight. Romance and longing galore.\n\nBut the practical beautiful light of the Sun unfiltered or inebriated by the moon deserves its own poetry.\n\nYou ought to know a thing, live it, experience it before you express it.\n\nSo Wonder Fell is a poetical work of record, too.\n\nA poem has to measure a new human experience with words, so a poet has to write a poem.\n\nSorry AI you can never write anything new, only imitate, so you will never be an artist of any endeavor.\n\nAI can be used by artists to express Life in a new way.\n\nNew is the important word here.\n\nIf someone, or something, else could make the exact object of your creation then it has no opportunity to be considered Art.\n\nOriginality is a core aspect in every work of Art.\n\nAI is a catalog experience; shopping on Amazon for Knowledge, Science, Art. It's already made.\n\nHelpful, but nothing new.\n\nSo I write the sunrise. Poets slacked off and slept in for millennia. The dawn deserves its own verse.\n\nThank you for reading.\n\n...\n\nA new verse of Colore posted last night.\n\nEvery week we get more and more of the response: \"Will you just post the whole thing? I want to read more.\"\n\nThis means the story formula is working.\n\nIt also means: The Author has been writing everyday for three decades and there's a good chance he knows what he's doing.\n\nO/\n\nHumility for the win. (And the pun.)\n\nTake care, read some more, and make wonderful this wonderful day.\n\n#### Wynn\n\n+he Ghos+\n\nBrought to you by the emoji of the day: 🌠__hotdog__\n\nArchaic Slab\n\nSame Prompt🤔: __Create an image of a book flying through a moonlit sunrise in a snowy landscape impressionist painting using soft light and stark shadows.__\n\nImage courtesy of Google Gemini and +he Ghos+, November 2025\n\n0:00\n\n/0:06\n\n1×\n\nImage courtesy of Grok Imagine and +he Ghos+, November 2025",
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