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Today's very short poem reminds us
there are two ways of looking at things.

Note: This is such a short poem,
it should be read twice.

Tour

Carol Snow

Near a shrine in Japan he'd swept the path
and then placed camellia blossoms there.

Or -- we had no way of knowing -- he'd swept the path
between fallen camellias.

from For, 2000
University of California Press, Berkeley, Calif.