A photograph is usually looked at - seldom looked into.
- Ansel Adams
- Ansel Adams
Cobbled rain advances on petals.
Drops wobble like mercury
with a mica gleam.
The rain's glass seeds
wander in the moon's sheen.
Questions cluster.
Bewildered as a stained mirror.
Sunshine awakens morning,
Returns the peony's fashion to velvet.
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