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Summer Enough

My problem, since you asked,
Is only this—all the things
I didn’t do in
This summer

Which is
Just another way
To say
Things I didn’t do in
This life

I have not
Written enough books
Read enough books
Thrown enough parties
Lost enough pounds
Sorted enough closets
Painted enough pictures

I have not
Glided at dusk
On a still lake
In a kayak
Or better yet, as a swan.
That’s it—
I have not turned into a swan
Enough

Or if not a swan then
The birch tree
At the water’s edge
Who sees every sunset
And how the lake calms
More times than enough

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