Claude Monet
are proven to be undiminished by their long,
solitary struggle with darkness
when the morning comes, once again,
to spill through them.
This happens after every night.
Every night this darkness spreads itself, lavishly,
between the gazed-at stars,
so that we must endure these distances
just as we would an arduous task performed
to please a loved one.
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