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Painting by Vladimir Fedin
on the thirteenth week
on the thirteenth week,
the ninety-first day,
the dragonfly that stayed
for a quarter of an hour, dazzling
the children, resting on Father’s
arm, dancing into his
palm, waiting for Mother’s
gaze, was you, returned to
us but for a moment, lest
we forget to value each
other, impermanent
as morning’s dew
.
Yi-Ching Lin
Posted over on her site Yi's Bits on "Healthy Doses"
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