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"With Neighbors One Afternoon Someone said, stirring their tea, "I would come home any time just for this, to look out the clear backyard air and th… - William Stafford
"With Neighbors One Afternoon
Someone said, stirring their tea, "I would
come home any time just for this,
to look out the clear backyard air
and then into the cup."
You could see the tiniest pattern of bark on the trees
and every slight angle of color change
in the sunshine — millions of miles of gold light
lavished on people like us.
You could put out your hand and feel the rush of years
rounding your life into these days of ours.
From somewhere a leaf came gliding slowly down
and rested on the lawn.
Remember that scene? — inside it you folded the last
of your jealousy and hate and all those deeds so hard
to forget. Absolution: swish! — you took,
the past into your mouth,
And swallowed it, warm, thin, bitter and good."
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The Poets’ Annual Indigence Report”
Tonight beyond the determined moon,
aloft with nothing left that is voluntary
for delight, everything uttering hydrogen,
your thinkers are mincing along through a hail of contingencies,
While we all–floating though we are, lonesome though we are,
lost in hydrogen–we live by seems things:
when things just are, then something else
will be doing the living.
Doing is not enough; being is not enough;
knowing is far from enough. So we clump around, putting
feet on the dazzle floor, awaiting the real schedule
by celebrating the dazzle schedule.
And, whatever is happening, we are here;
a lurch or a god has brought us together.
We do our jobs–listening in fear
in endless, friendless, Jesus-may-happen fashion.
Our shadows ride over the grass, your shadows, ours: –
Rich men, wise men, be our contemporaries.
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