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Lazy Geometry Lying prone in the backyard hammock, In the combined shadows of the maple and the ash I study the invisible movement of the sun toward zenith And the afternoon light that pushes back the shade, And when the breeze blows, just so, in the trees I occasionally feel the sunlight on my face, Fulgurant and fleeting, A brightness penetrating just for a moment The sleepy darkness of closed eyelids. I have observed for long hours, The serrated edges of each maple leaf, And the teardrop foliage of the ash, The boughs and branches rising, Like arms of the devout uplifted in worship They reach to touch the soft circumference Of a summer sky, Found only in the lazy geometry Of a July afternoon.
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