A sprig or mint by the wayward brook;
A nibble of birch in the wood;
A summer day and love and a book,
And I wouldn't be king if I could.
John Vance Cheney
~
Friday, October 15, 2010
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I was given a world!
What am I to do with it?
I've added rules and regulations,
sizes, formats, tastes,
codes, lines, boundaries,
and so many adjectives.
Yet,
I need neither approval
nor judgment
to know it,
to know myself.
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