• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 03
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What Is New

You see, beloved, as it falls
it twists, and, beloved, what is
blue is not always
what we feel, and what is

new is every shape it makes
as it slips, see the face, see
the eyes and watch
as the wind
you were not
expecting, lifts

it and everything,
beloved, is refreshed.