by Tans de Guzman (Humane Batch ’74)
Relativity
You wave back:
you’re
leaving, yet
why do
i see myself
the one
drifting away . . .
Dandelions
spring brings into
bloom
a
thousand dandelions:
freckling yellow
the greening ground
they live
like fleeting joys
and wilt
before the day is done.
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the
naked
trees
are
now
clothed
with
the
green
of
spring
On second thought
distance
brings about
a new perspective
(or is it
a novel
point of view
that creates the
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . miles
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . between?)
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