Saturday, May 05, 2007

Poetry of the Week

The glass pyramid is a device
For which unknown attention is deserved
Spartan simplicity and institutional design
No one knows the power it holds
The rain revolting against the glass with ferocity
A smooth, weathered surface
Awaits the inevitable
Reaching the summit while flying
Only to walk back down the mountain again
It is a place in which life repeats itself

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