Saturday, May 1, 2010
Happy first of May everyone. Here is a lovely, untitled poem from Jerome Murphy.
You dilute as a dropped dye unfolds its tree,
Imbue, in fading reach, this environment
Of fibers outrunning each other for you,
Too colordry to wonder what white meant.
You offer now the same to me.
I take the surest hue I see.
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