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Rotund and exhuberant vessel!
vase or bowl you may be
too small for either
meant perhaps to be fondled
though physical integrity suspect
still cleaving despite the cleavage
and made more precious thereby
      here you are     boldly declaring
I!     instance of the matter that matters
vibrant opposites consonantly engaged
in twain identity attracting and embracing
proving that from difference
springs difference anew
      an occasion for festive jubilation
for such is love
which submits not to degree
and     sensible of intensity
comes by degrees
into the province of impulsive embrace
still cleaving despite cleavage
      no doubt an exhuberant vessel
meant to be fondled
made more precious thereby

©Laurie Ashton, dec, 2005

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Two Faithful Wives

Two faithful wives
     or perhaps wise women
the art of theatre
      drawn as if from the life
japanese ladies choosing flowers
      for the elaboration of their simple bowers

an exemplary scene
      reminds me of our happy excursions
and the wayside companions we apprize
      with many a will-we or shall-we
as an excuse for dilly-dallying
      you and me, lass
no nonsense between us
      though much that is nonsensical, nevertheless

led up and down the garden path
      by the wonders under our noses
agreeable disposed to each other
      and what most distracts to take note of:
winged and leggèd creatures
rocks and rockbound
plants and trees in the season
and clouds chimerical
      as soon assembled as let go

just-so happiness
      is sustained thereby
for permanence exists in the ephemeral
      and our fondness - call it how you will
the disposition and the pursuit thereof
      being in the present tense persists
letting the clock go about its business unobserved
      hands that practice due diligence
till we decide the tense is perfect
      and call a stay for tea

i love our humble silly-sallying
      and a common delight in the commonplace
a regard most rare
      shared perhaps by these two wise women
      or faithful wives
which shall be my image
      that i bend to pick as a whimsical posy
a tribute in your honour
at this Winter Solstice
year two thousand and three

©Laurie Ashton, jan 24th, mm

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Beauty Mediates

Beauty mediates
though immediate
how can that be?
what's out there
ceases to be the other
and draws us
hither from thither
in a splendid identity

©Laurie Ashton, may 19th, '05

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