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| Photo by Wayne Pridemore |
This morning the green fists of the peonies are getting ready
to break my heart
as the sun rises,
as the sun strokes them with his old, buttery fingers
and they open...
pools of lace,
white and pink
and the black ants climb over them.
--Mary Oliver
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| Photo by Wayne Pridemore |
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