Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Common place miracles

Good morning, dear readers. My Tennessee poet friend, Karen, sends along another gift:

Miracle Fair

by Wislawa Szymborska


The commonplace miracle:

that so many common miracles take place.


The usual miracles:

invisible dogs barking

in the dead of night.


One of many miracles:

a small and airy cloud

is able to upstage the massive moon.


Several miracles in one:

an alder is reflected in the water

and is reversed from left to right

and grows from crown to root

and never hits bottom

though the water isn't deep.


A run-of-the-mill miracle:

winds mild to moderate

turning gusty in storms.


A miracle in the first place:

cows will be cows.


Next but not least:

just this cherry orchard

from just this cherry pit.


A miracle minus top hat and tails:

fluttering white doves.


A miracle (what else can you call it):

the sun rose today at three fourteen a.m.

and will set tonight at one past eight.


A miracle that's lost on us:

the hand actually has fewer than six fingers

but still it's got more than four.


A miracle, just take a look around:

the inescapable earth.


An extra miracle, extra and ordinary:

the unthinkable

can be thought.

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