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“Draw the curtains” she said,
“the windows aren’t our allies”.
But I laughed at her
and poured a second cup of tea.

“What?” I asked,
“would you swallow up the view
just to block a pane’s gaze?
Would you spurn the bluebird
and halt our conversations with the sun?

Do not blame the beach for glass
or curse the glass for cutting.
Poor guard that cannot glimpse itself
nor comprehend transparency
stands blank, a silent filter to beauty
that will not stay but passes through.”

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