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You stop to look into the eyesof you observing you and recognizethe familiar stranger, the gaze of the onewho observes all you do, the you who is youand not you, the eyes of the one who’sunshaken by your fears, who remains as steadyas the sky. We’re going to die,you say. Yes, of course, the eyes Read more
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Driving to the park with the mousein a Havahart trap, I tell her,“I could have executed you for the crime of invading our house,but I’m giving you a chance to livea little longer.” I let that sink in and add,“You may not believe this, butwe have something in common. As an old man, I’ve also Read more
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So many have come and gone,you’ve lost count.But here you are,still living. It’s best to trust,to stay in patient doubtof what tomorrowwill be giving. If it hasn’t happened yet,it’s not to think about.Sooner or later youlearn everything. Meanwhile, stay rooted as a tree;don’t hypothesize.Live, breathe,applaud the skies. And praise the wayslife tried to make you Read more
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On a bus not far from Istanbulan old man turns to me and says,“You must live like a squirrel!” I am young, and say, “Ok.” He lifts a finger and says,“A squirrel expects nothing morethan life itself. Living is enough for squirrel.” I offer him some nuts. Heshakes his head, pointing tohis toothless mouth. Years Read more
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Our little houndloves to nose the ground, sniffing grass and leaveswhere aroma symphonies sing to him. So today,parked at the store his old brown eyes begto leave the car. Each stone, leaf, weedhe meets is new as he pushes hisgray muzzle through savoring the delightsof his much shorter life. We return to the carwhere I Read more
20 Poems by Tom Crider 