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Saturday Poem: What's the Big Fuss?
Saturday, September 04, 2010

Time has come –
really come:

to open our windows and doors

and feel cold,
to rise from our plush –
to count the digits
on our hands and feet,
to turn our shoes inside out,
to feel the inside of a mirror,
to peel a cloud from the sky,
eat a tangerine in our sleep,
mine some truth from our gardens,
study the ways we view our loveliness,
the loveliness of a busman,
a farmer
in the market
a passerby
on the street
a child
in school,
to speak with our brothers and sisters
in a circle around our injured globe,
(in the universal language of hope)
to find ourselves in the swimming pool
with the heart of our desires –

Our time has come –
really come
(way in the distant past?).

-- E.Z. Hirsch
E.Z. Hirsch is a retired geriatrician-poet. He participates in the Pittsburgh Poetry Exchange and lives in Shadyside.
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First published on September 4, 2010 at 12:00 am