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of Lemon Rinds


Let us distinguish then, between artistry and grace.

Between artistry and craftsmanship, between grace and beauty.


Artistry and beauty. Beauty and love.

Love and valor, labor and artistry. Artistry and grace.


Between love and grace.

And beauty. And artistry and craftsmanship

and valor and love and labor and grace.


Between grace and the aftertaste of cologne.

River water and lemon rinds.


Let us distinguish then, between love and lemon rinds.

Both so bitter. So difficult to distinguish from grace.

From river water and craftsmanship and the aftertaste of cologne.


Hunger and love, beauty and river water,

bitterness and lemon rinds, valor and grace.


And faith. Of course.

So difficult to distinguish from grace. I mean, love.

The aftertaste of cologne.


From river water and lemon rinds. From bitterness and valor.

Garlic and labor. The aftertaste of smoke and cologne.


Hunger and artistry. Beauty and valor.

Love. So difficult to distinguish love from river water.


Lemon rinds and the aftertaste of cologne.

Artistry and hunger. Love and beauty.

We speak of valor and hunger, smoke and grace.




Nina Buck