I.
Today I walk, find
countless calla lilies.
How anything grows its own perfect white
and stays that way - unafraid
of world.
It is lovely, so I look.
It doesn’t matter
what it thinks of me.
- from “What I Looked at Today” by Doreen Gildroy, from our Winter 1998/99 issue, guest edited by Thomas Lux.
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