Wednesday, May 10, 2023

Never to Be Unhappened or Even Uncertain to Have Happened Again

After the end of the rain
Against the viewless window,
Sunlight in the room again,

One considers when the rain
Began, how it went from clouds
Of probability, vague

Prospects of the Bayesian,
To, now, an accomplished fact,
Forever what happened then.

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