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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

M. Shayne Bell


The Round Hours of the Day

Like furrows plowed around a hill—
the cat's hair, combed around her shoulders
and stones, raked in Zen swirls;
the sea at rise of tide swelling
into his steps and my steps;
the round, full shape of the Moon,
and the round, full shape of joyful eyes—
the round hours of the day,
come full at midnight;
and the round hours of a new day,
full again at first light.