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Everything, a Found Poem

Posted on Dec 20, 2011 by

Long Quiet Highway


Often I am asked,

Who taught me to write?


All the blank times, the daydreaming, the boredom, the American legacy of loneliness and alienation, the sky,the desk, a pen, the pavement, small towns I’ve driven through.


Writing became the tool I used

To digest my life

Not because everything was hunky-dory

But because we can use everything we are.

We have no choice.

Our job is to wake up

to everything.


from Natalie Goldberg’s Long Quiet Highway: Waking Up in America  (p. 19, Bantam trade paperback)

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