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(6 August 1809 – 6 October 1892 / Lincoln / England)

The Flower

Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.

To and fro they went
Thro' my garden bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.

[Hata Bildir]