. . . For my friend Sue (one of them), whose email yesterday set me thinking of of the two-sidedness of life, the good and the bad, the joyful and the tragic . . . and how light shines brightest when seen against the dark. . .
Morning
Illuminating
The pomelo's perfection --
Pink transparency.
Midday
A shaft of daylight
Beyond the dark-shadowed barn
Sings of Spring's return.
Evening
'Nothing gold can stay. . .'
But ah! the gilded needles
On that pine up there!
'Nothing gold can stay. . .'
But ah! the gilded needles
On that pine up there!
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