A Poem for the Week

  • A Poem for the Week


So early it’s still almost dark,

I’m near the window with coffee

And the usual early morning stuff

That passes for thought

When I see the boy and his friend

Walking up the road

To deliver the newspaper.

They wear caps and sweaters

And one boy has a bag over his shoulder.

They are so happy.

They aren’t saying anything, these boys.

I think if they could, they would take

Each other’s arm.

It’s early in the morning,

And they are doing this thing together.

They come on, slowly.

The sky is taking on light,

Though the moon still hangs pale over the water.

Such beauty that for a minute

Death and ambition, even love,

Doesn’t enter into this.

Happiness. It comes on

Unexpectedly. And goes beyond, really,
Any early morning talk about it.

           Raymond Carver

Enjoy your week. May your happiness grow, and may it continue.

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