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| a rare paradise |
away from the road
into the quiet and shade of the woods
I have no illusions
knowing myself to be
nothing more than an echo
soon gone without a trace
unless for a chapbook of shadows
cast by the shadows within
product of genes and mistakes
in an ambivalent universe
of rare paradise
and mandatory hells
I am simply the thing I am
working to outlive my life.
—After Shakespeare's Parolles in "All's Well That Ends Well"
