<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><br><br><div dir="ltr"><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>"Be joyful though you have considered all the facts."<div> - Wendell Berry</div></div><div dir="ltr"><br><blockquote type="cite">On Apr 17, 2023, at 9:54 AM, Larry Robinson <Lrobpoet@sonic.net> wrote:<br><br></blockquote></div><blockquote type="cite"><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></font><div class="moz-forward-container"><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">Walking in the Sebastopol Cemetery</span></font></div><div class="moz-forward-container"><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br></span></font><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">I wanted to walk, washing my face in the morning dew and thus</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">entered the burying ground, the cemetery, that place of</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">remembrance, <br></span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">Where the birds sing only sad songs.</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">Where the small pink flowers lift wan faces from the <br></span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">heavy-eyed lawns.</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">Twenty football fields of acid green grass and banks of</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">backroads and their dry grasses,</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">and trees like nursery rhymes gone wrong and my favorites,</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">the oldest graves,</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">toppling, mossed, in their recondite leafiness,</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">And beneath all this, the dead,</span></font></p><p><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;">facing the morning sun in perpetually bequeathed hopes.</span></font></p><div><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br></span></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>- Dian Hardy</span></font></div></div></div></div></blockquote></body></html>