DPF / Frost

For looking into pools of water and seeing things and other summer pastimes, from poets.org.

from For Once, Then, Something / by Robert Frost

Water came to rebuke the too clear water.
One drop fell from a fern, and lo, a ripple
Shook whatever it was lay there at bottom,
Blurred it, blotted it out.

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