Birds + Trucks + Screaming
“Some days you have to turn off the news and listen to the bird or truck or the neighbor screaming out her life.
“You have to close all the books and open all the windows so that whatever swirls inside can leave and whatever flutters against the glass can enter.
“Some days you have to unplug the phone and step out to the porch and rock all afternoon and allow the sun to tell you what to do.
“The whole day has to lie ahead of you like railroad tracks that drift off into gravel.
“Some days you have to walk down the wooden staircase through the evening fog to the river, where the peach roses are closing, sit on the grassy bank and wait for the two geese.”
—Philip Terman, poet, from “Our Portion” via The Writer’s Almanac, 2015.
• Editorial Comment: Good advice: Wait for the geese. Or other big birds.
PeezPix by Ted Pease
2 Gooses — Grampa & Ruth, flying a kite in Maine, 1964
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