Upon dead branches
among dead trees, white blooms of
the magnolia.
Tuesday, April 19, 2022
Wednesday, April 6, 2022
The Nothing that Isn't
As the legend says, if the story holds
About 15 billion years ago
On a Sunday morning, before the sun
Nothing exploded and nothing was done.
Everyone wave, everyone wave.
Nothing is lost and everything’s saved.
Everything’s free and all is contrived.
And isn’t it something to be alive?
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