Just Wondering
The squirrel disrupts the snow on the top
rail as it runs along as if there is no
cold and snow. And now is on the ground.
I’d like to change the elevation of where I
am as easily as the squirrel and the confidence
of landing on my feet inherent in each step.
Not much to ask. I think and wonder why
it’s so hard to do for me what the squirrel
does so easily.
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Farther Leading to Further
The ambiguity of satisfaction
in the face of the synchronicity
of circumstances that put me
here made me squint to see them
again and the horizon as I drove
looking at the road and hillsides,
listening to voices I would still
have beside me. I drove and wished
I had farther to go, that the destination
was not so well-known, that the roads –
main ones and secondary – demanded
more attention. I drove caught between
wanting to return and go a little further
on unknown roads.
-Byron Hoot
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