Saturday, September 02, 2006

201. A PIPPA LILTED - William Stafford

Good things will happen
when the green flame of spring
goes up into the hills where
we'd have our ranch if
we had the money.

It will be soon—
we'll hold our arms ready,
long toward the table
like Cezanne's people,
and let the light pour.

Just wait a little more—
let new errors cancel
the things we did wrong.
That's the right way for us:
our errors will dance.

It will be soon.
Good things will happen.

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