“Time, I can see, is of no matter in this land. But the sky, the sky is one I know. It is blue, and it is marbled gray.”— Erin Loechner, amazon.com
“The sky is mauve lucite. The light lies intact and folded. You can anticipate the wind. A slight cloud drifts contrary to the planet.”— Lisa Roberston, amazon.com
“The sky was all a strange boil, purplish black. Costume designers would stab their competitors to get their mitts on such a hue. Wearing it, one would walk onstage already great with authority, Lear or Othello before a syllable was spoken.”— Lauren Groff, amazon.com