Peripatetic Meditations 



subtle scent of leaf and flower when all is quick- 

 ened with the thrill of life and death a thing for- 

 gotten. 



Earth's renaissance, and why not ours? Let 

 us feel young again, if we cannot he so. There 

 are yet days to come in this blessed month, and 

 while they last I purpose laughing at my aches 

 and pains. 



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