Now that I have your attention, I have observations
suitable for the editor of a small-town newspaper.
The
sparrow is singing on key
and
appears to be in good spirits.
Cumulus
clouds are under sail,
and
one looks like a whale
happy
to have evaded the harpoon.
The woman on the bench is receiving a proposal,
marriage
being her destiny because her heart is strong.
We
will check in on her many years from now
if
that is not too much to ask of you.
The
whooping children in the park have grown silent
because
their batteries are low and it is afternoon,
allowing
the man in the library across the street
to
read his mystery novel in peace.
The
librarian had satisfactory sex during lunch,
and radio applause from the house next door
leaked
through a window when the deed was done.
The
timing couldn’t have been better.
This
part of the world stage is mostly quiet,
a
phrase that doesn't appear in the Bible.
But
now that I have your attention,
perhaps
we should speak about Mata Hari,
or
not, as the case may be.
She
was falsely accused of treason,
but
the news was buried on page six.
Things
have a way of working out.
~William Hammett
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