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Thursday, 4 August 2016

Sitting on a Park Bench, 9 AM

Why does the hummingbird take off
after so long in hover?
And why did I like the things I liked
when I was younger?
The clever posturing, the lesser games,
and doing nothing in the summer—
The need for statements always strong
and silence without power.

How often did I wonder (did I wonder?)
about what I wonder now?
About how to say something and not be cheated
by the habits of myself,
About hummingbirds and flowers
and the different kinds of hunger,
And why I liked the things I liked
when I was younger.

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