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Posted by matt on 10 July 2011
Water Lily Pond & Weeping Willow (Monet, 1916-19)
LILIES
day was
things were simple
and the ideas
inhering in things
even simpler
day was
we’d already
memorized tomorrow
unintruded upon by the lilies
how faithfully we rehearsed
the coming day meaning it to be
nothing more than the full enacting
of our rote learning and nothing less
oh how day was
but for the flash of lilies
and now how suddenly
it is that day was
–M. Salomon
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George said
Nice one Matt.