302/365: Joy Is the Foil

the trip home from Atlanta

When the world seems cold,
lacking in all compassion,
devoid of softness,
it is only so because,
as its foil, joy exists.

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The above poem is based on the Japanese tanka.

303/365: Circling Your Vision

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