<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=356441" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Twenty-Third</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And at the picnic table under the ancient elms,<br>one of my parents turned to me and said:<br>“We hope you end up here,”<br>where the shade relieves the light, where we sit<br>in some beneficence—and I felt the shape of the finite<br>after my ether life: the ratio, in all dappling,<br>of dark to bright; and yet how brief my stay would be<br>under the trees, because the voice I’d heard<br>could not cradle me, could no longer keep me<br>in greenery; and I would have to say good-bye<br>again, make my way across the white<br>California sand and back: or am I now creating<br>the helplessness I heard those words express,<br>the psalm torn like a map in my hands?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christina+Pugh">Christina Pugh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=356441" data-title="Twenty-Third de Christina Pugh" data-description="And at the picnic table under the ancient elms, one of my parents turned to me and said: “We hope you end up here,” where the shade relieves the light, where we sit in some beneficence—and I felt the shape of the finite after my ether life: ..."></div> </div> </div>

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