personal favorites / poetry collections… Even in Quiet Places by William Stafford

William Stafford

Even in Quiet Places

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
from “Report to Someone”

We think we’re all there is, then the big light,
and a call comes and everyone understands.
All right, we’re lonely: —trees never need us, and
wind in its wandering visits us then goes away.
And we can’t see it but we think there’s a light inside
everything. Even at night it wants out and pushes
quietly, insistently on the wall with its tiny hands.

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~ by samofthetenthousandthings on April 2, 2012.

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