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In memory of Andreina
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Ricardo F. Morín, April 10, 2026, Oakland Park, Florida
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Bamboo grove, rippling in the wind. Inhaled and exhaled.
I walk through a pillared tunnel of vines, the fronds of a palm tree stirring above.
Curving forms—Karesansui.
An usher passes, seeking its name
I fall through a monument to discard.
As on a chessboard.
I see you. Yonder.
A staircase into the garden.
An abode where I sat beside you, no more.
I am contained by yellow caution tape.
Three benches against a screen of leaves.
Your burial is here with me.
The bonsais you adored.
A pearly smile murmurs in the sky.
My guardian says: watch your step.
Says we have much to do.
And I let them pass.
Bamboo grove, breathing.
Karesansui, yellow tape, three benches—she is gone.
And I let them pass.
Observations On Perception 