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Painting by Renee La Compte
After Long Busyness
I start out for a walk at last
after weeks at the desk.
Moon gone plowing underfoot no stars;
not a trace of light!
Suppose a horse were galloping toward me
in this open field?
Every day I did not spend in solitude was wasted.
Robert Bly
Posted over on Shigeku
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