"I PRAISE THOSE THINGS THAT I ALWAYS TAKE FOR GRANTED."

Thru  two top windows
only blue sky and
corners of clouds
passing by
now and then


thru one bottom window
plum's fresh green leaves and
branches abound


but 'tis too hot
reading thru Jennings'
"Praises" naked in 
squares of sun


so one top window's opened
allows breeze that
bottom one will not


praise and purpose enough
view of waving plum and
dark pines beyond.


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Golden GOJI Hermitage
9th/april/2014
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N.B. The title of this poem is taken from the first line of Elizabeth Jennings' poem, "Praises", in the book of the same name = "PRAISES", Carcanet, 1998.


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