I can’t help but think of you. Viola!
I can’t help but wonder at you. Viola!
What are you doing?
Where are you going?
I know you see the light.
I know you feel the shadow.
Your leaves are green like emeralds.
From the darkness you reach for the sun.
Your tree is lovely to see.
A creeping vine.
The feathery heath.
A verdant forest path.
Viola!
Full book report forthcoming.
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Reading From ZANONI by Edward Bulwer Lytton Book Review
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