From beginning to end, I'm in love with this poem.
"Some stretch of time we agree to inhabit with
complete silence, in solitude, in stillness."
Wouldn't that be something to behold?
..."kneeling in front of the same tree at dawn"...
or any tree anywhere, anytime.
"pardon immigrating geese "...
[and welcome immigrating people]
"tax credits for books purchased by local authors"
and tax credits for books of poetry!
"For dancing. For rain. In just the way a bridge might vote for connection,
and the sun for a new day. And your hand on my shoulder for steady,
and the sky for welcome, for air.
Isn't this marvelous?
With deep thanks to:
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