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Charles Simic - Autumn Sky

In my great grandmother's time, 

All one needed was a broom 

To get to see places 

And give the geese a chase in the sky. 

 

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The stars know everything, 

So we try to read their minds. 

As distant as they are, 

We choose to whisper in their presence. 

 

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Oh Cynthia, 

Take a clock that has lost its hands 

For a ride. 

Get me a room at Hotel Eternity 

Where Time likes to stop now and then. 

 

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Come, lovers of dark corners, 

The sky says, 

And sit in one of my dark corners. 

There are tasty little zeroes 

In the peanut dish tonight.