[lit-ideas] SUNDAY POEM
- From: "Mike Geary" <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2006 19:16:56 -0500
IF THIS BE AGING, BRING IT ON!
Had I been younger I'd have slept through this
birth of day, this sun rising roisterous red,
this bird boisterous dawn, day number
twenty-two thousand nine hundred and four
of my being here. I'd surely have slept through it
never knowing Sun was singing my name.
"Hello, hello, hello", I cried back,
jumping up and down all leaping-lamb like,
crying real tears because I'd never known
that the universe celebrated me,
joyous that I was one of her own,
and not only that,
that she knew me by name,
chanting it all holy-like: Mike, Mike, Mike!
Mike Geary
full of myself
in Memphis
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