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Under a Maxfield Parish Sky
Under a Maxfield Parish Sky
Transfixed
On the edge
Of an open sky
The loom
Woven
Lips
Of expression
Sigh.
Breathless
Now,
Their
Maxfield Parish
Trimmings
Frame
Perfections
In the eye.
To see
The whole
In just
One faint
Elaborated
Canvas
Calls
The world
To see itself
As something new,
A Sunset's
Agapanthus.
Transfixed
On the edge
Of an open sky
The loom
Woven
Lips
Of expression
Sigh.
Breathless
Now,
Their
Maxfield Parish
Trimmings
Frame
Perfections
In the eye.
To see
The whole
In just
One faint
Elaborated
Canvas
Calls
The world
To see itself
As something new,
A Sunset's
Agapanthus.
Published 22nd Mar 2022
Author's Note
I don't see what others see, and I can only begin to describe the meta perfection of the unconditional.
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