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A Patchwork QuiltWe stitch our days / Into the fabric of our lives; / I have lost the old craft.
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In the HeartIt is spring, the sun is shining. / Happiness is a dragonfly / Flitting from flower to flower
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The Abandoned AirportNothing lands here anymore / Except swallows and sparrows: / The fields cannot remember
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HappinessPerfumed happiness lingers / The fragrance you had put on; / A whiff of lavender
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ImpossibilitiesEarly morning / After a sleepless night / Of thunderstorms and shrieking winds;
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GesturesI’ve placed the sweet jasmines, dawn fresh, / By your bedside, in a bowl of water; / They will barely last out this long day.
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MaI see you busy in your work. / Your hair, more white than black, is thin / And falls loosely over your shoulders;
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EncountersI pick up what is left of me. / All day I’ve cut myself and bled. / Suddenly the world is at war:
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A PoemIn the quiet lake of my heart / I heard a poem flap its wings. / It nested on the shallow edges
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Hector Waits for his DeathAnd so it comes to this: the end of days, / The sum of starlit nights and rain-washed years / I spent with friends who lie stone dead in fields
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