Monday, December 4, 2017

Strange Valentine

What’s wonderful is very strange
It’s not really wonderful
If it isn’t also strange
 
Awkward at first our littleness
At the spiral of its arrival
But then a new confidence is born
 
How could you not
Sit in the sun
And behold it
 
It’s like a whole day in itself
Wonderful daylight
Strange night
 
Haven’t you ever stayed awake
One whole day and night will you
Sleep through almost everything tonight

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