Tuesday Poem - Can You Imagine? by Mary Oliver

                 CAN YOU IMAGINE?

                 For example, what the trees do

                 not only in lightning storms

                 or the watery bark of a summer's night

                 or under the white nets of winter

                 but now, and now, and now - whenever

                 we're not looking. Surely you can't imagine 

                 they don't dance, from the root up, wishing

                 to travel a little, not cramped so much as wanting

                 a better view, or more sun, or just as avidly

                 more shade - surely you can't imagine they just

                 stand there loving every minute of it, the birds

                 or the emptiness, the dark rings 

                 of the years slowly and without a sound

                 thickening, and nothing different unless the wind,

                 and then only in its own mood, comes

                 to visit, surely you can't imagine

                 patience, and happiness, like that. 

                 Mary Oliver

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This week's editor is Helen McKinlay with a delicious and surprising poem The Cheese Room by Judy Brown.