Runners – Lent Five

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He seems to be running
in a dream
Confused at the point of waking
about whether
it’s a running toward
or a running from
something
someone
Perhaps in his sleeping
like in his living
it is neither
Perhaps he simply runs
A coyote is often like that
And given a cause for which to run
say saving the environment
or finding a cure for breast cancer
he justifies the endless empty hours
even justifies using all his sick days
to pound the pavement
in this languid liquid
flowing aching burning stream
that is the unchanging
unchanged landscape
of his life
He doesn’t know exactly when it was
he became aware of the other one
running at his heels
You know, the silent one
the shadow in daylight
the fire in the night

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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4 Responses to Runners – Lent Five

  1. kiwiskan says:

    – the shadow in daylight, the fire in the night. ‘A pillar of cloud by day, and a pillar of fire by night’ – is this where it came from? A deep poem

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    • Maureen, yes, the Lenten poems I’m choosing to write all have biblical references pertaining to how human beings from all walks of life [the prostitute; the fisherman; the lawyer; the pursuer of success . . . etc, all encounter a mysterious voice/presence calling to ‘follow’ the iron scent of blood even the coyote recognizes . . . An invitation ‘to see a wheel within a wheel’ as Ezekiel described . . . Hope you’ll come along for the journey . . . I know you are a woman faith . . . Blessings . . .

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  2. would that I could run again – now we both sit and rest

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