Wadsworth Nuptials

June 18, 2016

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― William Stafford


June 18, 2016

june2016-blueberries-19 (1 of 1)june2016-blueberries-20 (1 of 1)“Yes

It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.

It could, you know. That’s why we wake
and look out – no guarantees
in this life.

But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.”
― William Stafford


June 18, 2016

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Two people meet. The sky turns winter,
quells whatever they would say.
Then, a periphery glance into danger –
and an avalanche already on its way.

They have been honest all their lives;
careful, calm, never in haste;
they didn’t know what it is to meet.
Now they have met: the world is waste.

They find they are riding an avalanche
feeling at rest, all danger gone.
The present looks out of their eyes; they stand
calm and still on a speeding stone.”
― William Stafford