Everyday Work

We’re spooled to unwind, like fishing line,
eager for a bite, the whirl of thread on spindle
rattling, measuring the length of life.

We race past the market’s crowd,
delighted in its hustle, though what we need
is a calm moment, to find a better stance.

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At the Zoo

At the zoo I saw a mole rat
in its glass-windowed burrow —
such tiny teeth — and when
it looked at me, two inches away,
and yawned, I was no longer
disappointed that the leopard
had slept in the shade camouflaged
by its perfect spots.

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