Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
cathy_edgett

Good Morning!!



Now, here's a poem with which to begin the day.




For Yaedi
 
Looking out the window at the trees
and counting the leaves,
listening to a voice within
that tells me nothing is perfect
so why bother to try, I am thief
of my own time.  When I die
I want it to be said that I wasted
hours in feeling absolutely useless
and enjoyed it, sensing my life
more strongly than when I worked at it.
Now I know myself from a stone
or a sledgehammer.
 
~ David Ignatow ~
 
 
(New and Collected Poems, 1970-1985)
 
 
 
 
 



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