looking away

looking away

 even when i am aware

i miss looking up or out or down

or over at the right time

baseball is so boring for me

because i look away just as something

exciting happens—and there are long

spells between moments of excitement

but worse are the spectaculars

of the night sky i never see as i sleep

or try to peer through fog or rain

as the meteor showers of august

the world is part of something

so much larger that we might know

if we could view beyond ourselves

                                  

MaryJane Nordgren

Author of the Nandria Series, MaryJane is a retired family practice physician who grew up in the Midwest but now lives in the Pacific Northwest.

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