Monday, March 15, 2010

Contemplating Impermanence

This house on this street
In the past did not exist.
This house on this street
In the future will vanish --
Sunlight on the quince blossoms.
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1 comment:

  1. Dan GurneyMarch 15, 2010 at 6:11 AM

    I love the final line. The house I grew up in was torn down soon after my parents moved out. To make room for two new houses. Ever since, houses have seemed like tents on steroids.

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