The Time
Summer is the time to write.
I tell myself this
in winter especially. Summer comes,
I want to tumble with the river
over rocks and mossy dams.
in winter especially. Summer comes,
I want to tumble with the river
over rocks and mossy dams.
A fish drifting upside
down.
Slow accordians sweeten the breeze.
Slow accordians sweeten the breeze.
The Sanitary Mattress
Factory says,
"Sleep is Life."
Why do I think of forty ways to spend an afternoon?
"Sleep is Life."
Why do I think of forty ways to spend an afternoon?
Yesterday someone said, "It
gets late so early."
I wrote it down. I was going to do something with it.
Maybe it is a title and this life is the poem.
I wrote it down. I was going to do something with it.
Maybe it is a title and this life is the poem.
~ Naomi Shihab Nye
~
(Fuel)
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