"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
The Swimmer
Because I was in no hurry
because I found a soft hump of moss
because I chose to sit
because I heard a small swish
because I looked up
because the water parted into a v-shaped wake
I saw my first beaver.
And that beaver was the best thing
I saw all day.
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