Monochromas
Ubiquitous
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Gandhiji & his secretary Mahadev Desai
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A Winter Trail
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The woods around it have it—it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.
Excerpt: "Desert Places" ~ Robert Frost
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Trees are poems that the earth
writes upon the sky.
We fell them and turn them into paper
that we may record our emptiness
- Kahlil Gibran
Michigan State University
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Light
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.........................
When in the breakfast-room we meet,
At the social table round,
Listening to the lively sound
Of those notes which never tire,
Of urn, or kettle on the fire.
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Except: "Breakfast" ~ Mary Lamb
Twilight
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Bridge to Canada
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May 10th 1940
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A wild winter wind
Is tearing itself to shreds
On barbed-wire fences
~ Richard Wright
Scooters
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Moon light
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Before my bed
There is bright-lit moonlight
So that it seems
Like frost on the ground:
Lifting my head
I watch the bright moon
Lowering my head
I dream that I'm home.
~ Li Bai
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Before my bed
There is bright-lit moonlight
So that it seems
Like frost on the ground:
Lifting my head
I watch the bright moon
Lowering my head
I dream that I'm home.
~ Li Bai
Dusk
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Dreams, only dreams in the dusk,
Only the old remembered pictures
Of lost days when the day’s loss
Wrote in tears the heart’s loss.
Tears and loss and broken dreams
May find your heart at dusk.
Excerpt: "Dreams in the Dusk" ~ Carl Sandburg
Night Drive
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Warehouses
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