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Reasons to LiveA Meadow behind the red and white houseopens up to sunlight and a teenager-- maybe sixteen in a purple T-shirt with a heart as big and noisy and unforgettable as Kaaterskill Falls-- swings in a hammock to the rhythm of their own quivering Walkman. It is good to stand just so and contemplate their beauty just out of reach and unobtainable like a son, or daughter, or an unrequited love. Their purple shirt matches the meadow flowers, and you, lazy in the humid embrace of late August, have forgotten what you were on about. Happy to be alive and simply standing in such a special place. Perhaps you have always stood poised at this exact moment, sunlight turning to shadow. Perhaps now, you, too, will find a reason to get up tomorrow, relax, and continue your journey. |
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Issue #13, January, 2000 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.