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Slowness Has A Sense Of Humor

Sometimes this world
builds a poem
from the simplest things—
Hurrying to capture a poem
about the solemn grace
of slowness— conjuring
majestic maple trees and the
elegance of elephants—

Instead I’m chasing blueberries
spilled from the bowl
(the bowl knocked over in my
Haste to write an Ode to Slowness)
And though I know
I anthropomorphize every single thing
I do suspect those blueberries
(the ones rolling across the hardwood floor)
are laughing at me

One response »

  1. I love anthropomorphizing anything too…and blueberries are my favorite. very funny write


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