It is all in the mind, you say, and has
nothing to do with happiness.  The coming of cold,
the coming of heat, the mind has all the time in the world.
You take my arm and say something will happen,
something unusual for which we were always prepared,
like the sun arriving after a day in Asia,
like the moon departing after a night with us.

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Poet: Mark Strand
Poem: So You Say

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