Poems by Richard Epstein. Not much commentary, only one picture (sorry, Alice), and little disruption: just a place to find poems by Richard Epstein
Roses do not dissuade
The fall, no petal stayed
For what it has displayed.
The leaves, believing dying
Superior to trying,
Prefer the dun drab lying
Of mulch that they have made.
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