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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Cora Bosse

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A Graveyard Stroll on a Windless Day

Rippled cellophane azure ponds
With cypress knees jutting
Dandelions and violets unfold beneath
Ribbons carved from limestone and marble

Crosses raised skyward
Like so many hands
Stone angels sigh patiently
A pinwheel spins, though impossibly.