of
the crossed-out list
of
things you have to do today,
between
“green thread”
and
“broccoli” you find
that
you have penciled “sunlight.”
Resting
on the page, the word
is
as beautiful, it touches you
as
if you had a friend
and
sunlight were a present
he
had sent you from some place distant
as
this morning—to cheer you up,
and
to remind you that,
among
your duties, pleasure
is
a thing,
that
also needs accomplishing
Do
you remember?
that
time and light are kinds
of
love, and love
is
no less practical
than
a coffee grinder
or
a safe spare tire?
Tomorrow
you may be utterly
without
a clue
but
today you get a telegram,
from
the heart in exile
proclaiming
that the kingdom
still
exists,
the
king and queen alive,
still
speaking to their children,
—to
any one among them
who
can find the time,
to
sit out in the sun and listen.
~
Tony Hoagland
:-) Yes!
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