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If on the moon palace stairs
A thin wash of water colour bleeding
Across the body chemistry frontier blurs,
As traffic slowly hones the blade of evening
And scatters its eyes across dusk's drift and growth,
That sharp outline we think of as reality,
It would perhaps be time to go to Plan B --
That is, to try to remember the colours of the morning.
Udaipur: Charles W. Bartlett, 1916 (Honolulu Academy of Fine Arts)
Taj Mahal, Sunset: Charles W. Bartlett, 1920 (Honolulu Academy of Fine Arts)
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