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Unread 04-14-2019, 09:29 PM
Martin Elster Martin Elster is offline
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These aren't as good as Ann's, but in any case ...

The Quietude of Night

Our master loves the quietude of night.
He loves it whether overcast or clear.
When clear our master gazes at the light

of stars that flicker through Earth’s atmosphere
or planets he can spy with naked eye.
(Without his glasses, though, they’d look unclear.)

But when he starts to walk we nearly fly!
We mutts, our master’s dogs, do try our best
to slow him down. We think that crazy guy

is nuts to walk so fast. Is it a test?
We try to pee on every tree for spite.
With speed our master truly is obsessed.

To slow him down we use our brawn and might,
but he keeps pulling us. It’s impolite!


Reacquainted with the Night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
All of my closest friends say I’m insane.
They tell me I don’t see enough daylight.

What my friends think of me is very plain.
They’re gossipy, they’re rash, they’re indiscreet.
They say I’ve lost my marbles—gone insane.

They make it known to everyone they meet.
It seems they even tell the birds that fly—
their tale, it seems, has wings as well as feet!

So maybe it is time to say good-bye
to all those rumormongers, impolite.
My feelings are too strong—they do not lie!

I’ll write a note to them by candlelight.
I’ll then be reacquainted with the night.
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