Have You Noticed?

Have you noticed that the earth
is always turning, that shadows 
really do move across grass, 
stone, everything?

Have you noticed that nature’s 
wind touches all of life, 
caterpillars, green ivy leaves, 
chipmunks, tree trunks?

Have you noticed the white 
cloud canvas, sparrow silhouette 
in springtime sky, chirping 
and flirting with the sun?

Have you noticed the bees 
with their stingers, moving 
from flower to flower, not 
thinking about us at all?

Have you noticed how fast 
we move through our days, 
from screen to screen, with 
all the rest unseen?

North Pond Hermit

they say he broke
into dozens of homes
to steal calories, for
each winter he had

to survive Maine woods
under sleeping bag after
sleeping bag, wake himself
at 2am some freezing

nights just to move
around and live, not
die of frozen heart
stoppage of blood like

how time stood still
his twenty seven years
alone in trees listening
to the chickadees, chickadees

he listened more than
the rest of us
who were warm watching
M*A*S*H reruns, wondering when

the next war would
begin, but he never
even looked at his
own reflection, didn’t witness

the changing of human
events, his were the
seasons, and the thieving
moments late at night

so he could stay
alone forever, however long
that might be, but
one evening he was

caught and it all
ended, his silent solitude
had to speak again
sad, no longer free