Tuesday, August 23, 2011

29. Embrace

A second sun dawns, though unfinished –
bequeaths some strange and limber shining:
eternal tremolos surged, rippling;
the most ephemeral of moments
returns undying happinesses,
recounting such a thousand sonnets:
my heart requited on the smitten grass –

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One Art, to recognize, must be,
Another Art to Praise.

- Emily Dickinson