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Tuesday, January 5, 2010

One last sip of sap

"I have never seen the star jasmine.

burn

so bright

as in this early spring:

 

it buds fiercely against the tough boughs.

 

Even withered, it clings to them,

as if craving

one last sip of sap.

 

So certain old people are,

with their eyes still as bright as stars;

their gnarled fingers still milking

joy

 

from the smallest of pleasures."

(Tanya Mendonsa in 'The Dreaming House,' p. 117 Harper)

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