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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. 




The stars know everything, 

So we try to read their minds. 

As distant as they are, 

We choose to whisper in their presence. 




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. 




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.



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