Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Diagnosis
I ask a question of me more than you:
Now that the symptoms are half-codified,
Do you look at the sun in much the same way,
Or at just fallen snow on the tattered elms?
Day after day, they will be here.
I see you leaping over the science
To pronounce that nothing really has changed.
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3 comments:
Beautiful reflections, both image and text.
Thank you, Denise.
...Though like waves breaking it may be / Or like a changed, familiar sea...."
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