the world washed up and rolled exquisitely
showing the geometry of her cities,
brushing her foliage of all colors,
singing to the hollows inside,
saying, “The world is here for you to swim in–
objects, modes of transport, molecules of air,
storms, voices strange and familiar–
are all here for your wading.”
poetry and photography © Diana Norma Szokolyai, 2010
DIANA NORMA SZOKOLYAI 
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