Thursday, January 27, 2005

The Pear

There is a moment in middle age
when you grow bored, angered
by your middling mind,

That day the sun
burns hot and bright,
making you more desolate.

It happens subtly, as when a pear
spoils from the inside out,
and you may not be aware
until things have gone too far.

--Jane Kenyon, Otherwise

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