Friday, August 8, 2008

Pensamiento

"Prepare thy work without, and make it fit for thyself in the field; and afterwards build thine house."

Sp08 02

A field of red wildflowers, expertly framed by a lush branch, stretches into the Spanish countryside with flair.


Where the quail is whistling betwixt the woods and the wheat-lot;
Where the bat flies in the Seventh-month eve—where the great gold-bug drops through the dark;
Where flails keep time on the barn floor;

Leaves of Grass 33 lines 731-33

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