"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Hope Is the Thing
with feathers, says Emily Dickinson.
Not today. See it: a swirling vine strung with worry beads of rosy buds and one pinkish white flower.
Day wanes, temperature drops, but still a flower blooms.
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