Friday, November 29, 2024

Tres (trace)




Water

Today, warm raindrops

glass blurs, the blurry glassy,

sharp sparkles sugar.


Behind

Evening, it was good.

Leaves all turned into shadows

sky palette blending.


You

Broken glass, a cup

a puzzling of pieces

holds onto nothing.


Painting by Claude Monet, 'Pond at Montgeron' c. 1877 via Wikimedia Commons in Public Domain. 


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