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A write on white
Think of how “you” would describe whiteness to a blind man
Poets write of the whiteness of the lily
Artist depict the lightness of freshly fallen snow
Photographers curse the flat light when shadow does not abound
One can speak of the whiteness of the jewels a pogonip deposits upon the trees
Some have known the grip of vertigo in a whiteout of swirling fog and snow
But you have not seen whiteness; that of which none other can compare
Until you have viewed the whiteness of an eighty year old white dude
Stripped down to his underwear
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