Nada
All seemed Nada
even his prayer..
Nada pursued
in shadows of leaves
in insomnia
in the night..
But in Nada
there appears light:
a well-lighted place
light reflected from
a soldier's brass
a bar with a shining
coffee machine
polished and clean..
Order and dignity
claimed their light..
For us to discover:
Nada is light..
See Hemingway's
"A Clean, Well-Lighted Place"
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