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MGM Monochrome Lion

Autumn

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Try to Praise the Mutilated World

Try to praise the mutilated world.

Remember June's long days,

and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.

The nettles that methodically overgrow

the abandoned homesteads of exiles.

You must praise the mutilated world.

You watched the stylish yachts and ships;

one of them had a long trip ahead of it,

while salty oblivion awaited others.

You've seen the refugees heading nowhere,

you've heard the executioners sing joyfully.

You should praise the mutilated world.

Remember the moments when we were together

in a white room and the curtains fluttered.

Return in thought to the concert where music flared.

You gathered acorns in the park in autumn

and leaves eddied over the earth's scars.

Praise the mutilated world

and the gray feather a thrush lost,

and the gentle light that strays and vanishes

and returns.

Adam Zagajewski

Morning

Dawn.... an anhinga drying out from its breakfast dive

Abstract

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Silver

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photo sharks entry Signs

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Modern

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Flower

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Solitude Spring

Vazaar Solitude..... lensday entry Spring

Architecture

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You Can't See Me

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" The best index to a person's character is how a person treats people who can't do them any good, or can't fight back"~Abigail Van Buren