Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Where are we going?

We are going up to the city that glitters
Carrying a pencil, a pillow, a blue tin cup.
And nothing that weighs us down.
And nothing that weighs us down.
A thousand people will pass us by
With their frowns and flickers and fancy shoes.
We'll walk and not walk.
Among the blinking, thinking signs.
Who will notice we've come to town?
Nobody, wonderful nobody.
Everything we thought we knew
is different here, and just as true.
We'll make notes on what we see.
Serving the hot dog with dignity.
Who is the person I'd find again?
Which eyes will I remember?

~Naomi Shihab Nye
{image of nantucket bookworks via bookweb}

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