What better poem to resume with than one about hibernation: a brief suspension of time before the future resumes.
HIBERNATION
hungry. Then swiftly re-engage
in animal things: so the cycle
begins again. We understand that.
Is it fanciful to wonder
if they dream? Or is their slumber
incomprehensible, like death,
devoid of sense of anything?
Welcome back Richard, I really liked this one, having seen my cats and dogs feet twitching when they sleep, I choose to think that animals do dream, I just hope they are sweet dreams!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure that animals have a fascinating inner world that we can only guess at.
ReplyDeleteYes welcome back Richard :-) Hope you are engaging fully in animal things...
ReplyDeleteSure am, Peter. Energetically!!!
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