To be apposed to
a full-leafed tree
either crimson, lighted, in the open
or the dark green of a bittersweet
maturity
in the middle of life is
a piquancy I did not choose:
It is freely given all the same
from the storehouse of the unconscious.
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2 comments:
Your storehouse is a rich source. Maybe one's sensibility,creativity matters more than age. Enjoy the holiday. Eric
Eric,
Thank you for your comments over the past year.
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