stacked against what we
think we are: impossible
to surprise ourselves
From:
The days are stacked against
what we think we are:
it is nearly impossible
to surprise ourselves
I will never wake up
and be able to play the piano.
In the poem The Theory & Practice of Rivers as it appears in the book, The Theory & Practice of Rivers and New Poems by Jim Harrison, (1937-2016), Clark City Press, Livingston, Mont 1989.
While I have to agree with Mr. Harrison, I still wake up and hope to play the piano and I don’t even have a piano.
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