Curtains pulled, lit up
some nights: but no one’s ever
sitting outside
an infant stroller
upright in the frost-thick grass,
growing mould next
to a wire clotheshorse;
both been there weeks, though someone’s
still mowing the lawn
around the concrete
slab, marking where the apple tree
fell with autumn’s storms
and gave rise
to an occasion to plant
commemorative rose bushes
all twisting branches,
wearing only leaves now
their season has passed,
but who wants to see roses
blooming alone in winter?
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all twisting branches,
wearing only leaves now
their season has passed,
but who wants to see roses
blooming alone in winter?
marvelous
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some beautiful weird mysterious emphasis on concrete slab i naively see
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'Beauty will save the world'
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'Beauty will save the world'
--Fyodor Dostoevsky
Yes indeed.
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lovely but sad.
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