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Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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OUR NATIONAL TREASURE

ROBERT BLY

 

THAT STRANGE WORD

 

The old lovers in Japanese gardens,

Sitting alone, wept over "maybe."

 

For thinkers, "maybe" just means

Tomorrow, or a hole in the wall.

 

Don Quixote had read so many

Wild books that all he knew was "maybe."

 

We love "maybe," but it doesn't jibe

With the brown dirt of the cemetery.

 

You and I can still leap down the road.

At each step we enjoy the word "maybe."

                                           Robert Bly

 

 

 
Heian-jingo shinen (Heian Shrine garden,) Kyoto, Japan