Today's poem, chosen by the sky

Three lines, picked this morning from the weather over an Australian city. The same sky always gives the same poem — that traceability is the whole point. A two-minute lesson opener: read it aloud, then ask the room what the sky was thinking.

Reading the sky over Sydney…

No accounts, no storage, no location tracking: the city is a name in the address bar, the forecast never leaves your browser, and your sky is never recorded. Every line is public domain in Australia — see Sources.