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In Homage to AEsop's Fables
THE DEER AND THE WEEVIL
Where the Deer Strides its girth
- upon the mountainside
As weevils poke their heads
Through barn doors
- to satisfy themselves
- lost in who they are;
That they may bear,
Such consuming elegance.
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THE LIFE OF DEATH
A burst of joy
A burst of grief
The apple blossom
The curling leaf -
The smile that reaches into my heart
The moments spent in disbelief -
The long dark day,
The long dark night
- that seems to have no conclusion
- the rhyme - no nothing
Accept the passing away
Of all things - reborn...
