Numen

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Two ducks

fly over the lagoon,

neat and clean,

an ordinary happening

above these waters

but one that almost never fails

to make one’s soul tilt.

The word that might come to mind

is marvelous if that word

had meaning anymore. Two ducks

fly over the lagoon, neat and clean,

creatures who have no trouble

annunciating their livingness.

They fly so well over these waters.

They fly straight and fast and clearly strange.

~Teddy Macker