WHILE WATCHING. . . .

ANCHOR POEM:

WHILE WATCHING . .


While watching
the devastation in Haiti
in my mind's eye,
through the guided-imagery of
Public Radio, I was eating breakfast
in bed, curled up
safely, comfortably,
hanging onto my coffee cup
for stability against the
perceived earthquakes
of my world.
Grappling with the magnitude
of images
of shattered ways-of-life
coming across the air waves,
I suddenly shivered
with thanksgiving for my life
and with horrified recognition of
what awaited rebuilding:
cities, lives and hopes;
and suddenly, my stale pastry
got a little softer, fresher,
soaked by my tears.

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