" O woods, O fountains, hillocks, dales, and bowers!"

 

Milton




one day

 

during the night i heard two barred owls hooting

during the day i saw three turkeys

many deer, some gamboling, a bluebird 

 

it was cold and gray

i watched a titmouse build a nest, months too early

the hours crawl by, i am not myself

not in spirit, not in body

 

if not for the wildlife

and the woods

my pain and isolation would be depressing

 

as is, it is only pain and isolation

nothing makes sense, we live in cat town

meanwhile, you pray, which makes even less sense

i love you, but it doesn't make sense

 

~

 

 

 

 

("Cat Town," by Sakutarō Hagiwara)

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2021-01-10 at 03:09

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Very stark and effective.
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happy new year Jim
grande santé!
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