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to swim throughtranslucent leaves -whether or not fairweather -as a slim leaf glides freewithin a curlingcaress of another -Ovid, in exile farfrom Rome, notessun curling his parchmentmarked with an opening lineabout exile, holds heatedpage before his gaze, then acceptshis true subject: self-translucence
Beautiful colors! At first glance the leaf almost looks like a brilliant shell.
Lovely. Can't wait to see your spring unfold.
Anon, such a wonderful poem -- as always xxooThank you, Katie, and welcome home! The leaf was so unusual the way it caught the light; I was at the right place at the right time with a camera.Thank you, too, altadenahiker. It will be fun to see what images spring will present.
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