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Aug 2014
A great expanse -
a flat plateau entranced  by
the gardens

below.

There's water there, and Oh! how thirsty I have been in this desert.

If you gave me one hard push to the edge
up and over,
if the mayhem was there and the ledge
disappeared...

is that where inspiration lies?

The grass there seems so GREEN from here.

To harvest water from a desert you must create,
I suppose,
an oasis to bathe you
until at last you are clean of the dust
from this place,

lest you continue to waste your water
on a cry

that your grass is too brown
and your ground is too flat
and, lord help you, your desert is dry.
Elizabeth Kelly
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Elizabeth Kelly
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