Pregnant Meadows

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Pregnant Meadows

Walking through the downland meadows,
Pregnant with the May Day blloms,
Feel the sun upon my shoulder
Sweeping out mind's winter rooms.

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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