what is it about beauty
that we run,
even as a child, with a jar
to capture
a firefly in the summer
night
as it floats mysteriously
slow enough
to be captured.
even beauty wants
to be caught.
the framed art,
the gem under glass,
the image coaxed into
a camera.
a poem on a page.
the wedding dress.
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