I send Two Sunsets —
Day and I — in competition ran —
I finished Two — and several Stars —
While He — was making One —
His own was ampler — but as I
Was saying to a friend —
Mine — is the more convenient
To Carry in the Hand —
I send Two Sunsets —
Day and I — in competition ran —
I finished Two — and several Stars —
While He — was making One —
His own was ampler — but as I
Was saying to a friend —
Mine — is the more convenient
To Carry in the Hand —
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While God created a sunset, I created two poems (or some works of art) and a few other things.
what a strange, yet simple and beautiful concept.
i guess she is talking of a painting she has done here in competition with the Almighty’s work of art.