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Waking, young and old
Waking shouldnıt be so difficult:
open the eyes, engage the morning light,
slide out of bed S soon youıre talking,
breakfasting, reading, even singing.
Oh thatıs how it used to be. These days
the mouth is a problematical organ:
take it to the bathroom (an exercise in
tottering), treat it to spring-cleaning.
Avoid the mirror the comb knows its
meagre job; move about the house as
tentatively as the body requires
yesterday walking was natural,
today it needs to be learned again;
sit near a window and practice looking.
Daylight is a boon; the garden survived
correctly green and florid and with birds.
Yes, all as I remember it, and more.
And looking brings to mind so many words.
6.30am, Wednesday 12 November 2003
Max Richards, North Balwyn, Melbourne
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A very sweet snapshot, but is it already Wednesday, yes, tomorrow...
Anny Ballardini
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If you go with rivers, not roads, the trip
takes longer and you weave and see a lot more.
(from Houses)
Richard Hugo
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