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Spring 23
Have you ever seen anything in your life more
wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed
and easy, floats toward the horizon and into the clouds
or the hills, or the rumples sea, and is gone– and how it
slides again out of the blackness, every morning, on the
other side of the world, like a red flower
—An excerpt from Mary Oliver’s “The Sun”
