Wednesday, June 22, 2011

What Are Summers

One can't contend
With contentment
From the inside
Of contentment.

Is not lowly.

Are less than this
And less than now.
This now is good.
Let yesterday

And tomorrow 
Shift for themselves.
We swim in this lake.
We sun on its stones.

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