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Poets Corner

Jerry Bolick

A poem for Thanksgiving 2002

I speak like this
to you, again,
because you still listen.
In the face
of the turmoil that surrounds,
this is all we have
that is certain:
our mutual witness.
I admit to doubt, at times,
at the sufficiency
of this that seems so transient;
but, somehow
the call implicit in the question
reveals promise that sustains.
And I've come to see
that it's quite enough,
just as it is.

( Copyright © Jerry Bolick, 28 January 2003 )

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