I Wait For A Bus/ While Waiting For A Poem
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Shalom Freedman
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I WAIT FOR A BUS/ WHILE WAITING FOR A POEM
I wait for a bus
While waiting for a poem
I do not have to wait
For the warming winter sun
The pleasantness of being out
In the fresh Tzomet Oranim air-
The bus delays
Lines of minor significance come-
How wonderful to be alive
How pleasant to stand in the sun
Even the waiting for the bus does not annoy
Poetry can come anywhere any time
And sometimes even the most banal confessional lines
Are an expectation realized-a source of happiness
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