Wednesday, April 27, 2011

THE CONCRETE POETRY OF THE REAL


Baby Owl from Moonlight and Hares
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Wisdom

Is there any wisdom more wonderful,
each creature, as itself alone.

While we, ourselves, looking out
share in this destiny of being.






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