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The Turning of the Key

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The turning of the key looked south

         and the room peered deeper into itself

         When the circumscribed room left itself

         it was outdoors where it was no longer a room

         Gentle breezes again looked south

         and the radiant depths of the garden penetrated the mind

 

Oh,dear Emily,that blue fly that interposed upon your death,

         was she very alive in your confined,secluded space?

         Ms.Dickinson,was that stillness what can never die,

         even when the windows,with all their keepsakes,

         fail?

 

 

 

Eternal Blooms (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Eternal Blooms (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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A Spider sewed at Night…

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from Emily Dickinson:

A Spider sewed at Night
Without a Light
Upon an Arc of White.

If Ruff it was of Dame
Or Shroud of Gnome
Himself himself inform.

Of Immortality
His Strategy
Was Physiognomy.

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[This is a Black and Yellow Argiope Spider.  We call them Banana Spiders here in the Midwest.  Each Black and Yellow Argiope Spider carries an ominous, rather demonic set of images on its dorsal side… a clear message saying:  “Don’t mess with me!”]

Positioned "head down" as is typical for these and related species. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Positioned “head down” as is typical for these and related species. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee…

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To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,

One clover, and a bee.

And revery.

The revery alone will do,

If bees are few.                                                                            

                                            — Emily Dickinson

 

 

A clover and one bee (and revery).  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

A clover and one bee (and revery). Photo by Thomas Peace 2014