Tuesday, 20 September 2011

something will come

A friend emailed me this poem the other day that I absolutely love. There's something about it that's just so hopeful. Here it is:


SOMETHING 


by Jim Wayne Miller

Get up early
Sit drinking the dark
like coffee
Wait. Expect nothing.

Something 
will come.
like your newspaper
plopping onto the porch.

Something with your name on it--
like a letter
slipped under your door.

Something you forgot you wrote away for
arrives now
like a package delivered as darkness thins.

Sign for it.




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