DPF / Milosz

For things happening all around us which we can sometimes see, and sometimes cannot, but still they happen, from The Collected Poems.

from The Parable of the Poppy / by Czeslaw Milosz

On a poppy seed is a tiny house,
Dogs bark at the poppy-seed moon,
And never, never do those poppy-seed dogs
Imagine that somewhere there is a world much larger.

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