By Charles Simic
Enter without knocking, hard-working ant.
I'm just sitting here mulling over
What to do this dark, overcast day?
It was a night of the radio turned down low,
Fitful sleep, vague, troubling dreams.
I woke up lovesick and confused.
I thought I heard Estella in the garden singing
And some bird answering her,
But it was the rain. Dark tree tops swaying
And whispering. "Come to me my desire,"
I said. And she came to me by and by,
Her breath smelling of mint, her tongue
Wetting my cheek, and then she vanished.
Slowly day came, a gray streak of daylight
To bathe my hands and face in.
Hours passed, and then you crawled
Under the door, and stopped before me.
You visit the same tailors the mourners do,
Mr. Ant. I like the silence between us,
The quiet--that holy state even the rain
Knows about. Listen to her begin to fall,
As if with eyes closed,
Muting each drop in her wild-beating heart.
The wednesday100 challenge for the day is to write about something ending. I started to write one drabble, was interrupted in the middle by another drabble, then went back and finished the first. Here they are:
Descendant and After Sunset
No "Exodus" spoilers, though I highly recommend thamiris' post on the Smallville season finale.
As I'm sure many of you know, LJ was impossible last night. So impossible that I couldn't even read my Friends list. And this morning when I got to Friends -100, I realized that I was not going to catch up or I would end up in the same situation tomorrow morning. So apologies and if you posted something you really want me to see or you think I would really enjoy, please let me know.
Quizilla, however, was working and I just could not resist this quiz, nor publicly posting this result, since I love my Michael Piller show:
You are The Dead Zone! A T.V programme about a guy
who was in a coma for 6 years who wakes to find
he can see things. Based on the book by Steven
What T.V show are you?
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