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May 3, 2020

 

 

 

 

Today, when I could do nothing,

I saved an ant.

It must have come in with the morning paper,

still being delivered to those who shelter in place.

A morning paper is still an essential service.

I am not an essential service.

I have coffee and books, time, a garden,

silence enough to fill cisterns.

It must have first walked the morning paper,

as if loosened ink taking the shape of an ant.

Then across the laptop computer

warm

then onto the back of a cushion.

Small black ant, alone, crossing a navy cushion,

moving steadily because that is what it could do.

Set outside in the sun, it could not have found again its nest.

What then did I save?

It did not move as if it was frightened,

even while walking my hand,

which moved it through swiftness and air.

Ant, alone, without companions,

whose ant-heart I could not fathom,

how is your life, I wanted to ask.

I lifted it, took it outside.

This first day when I could do nothing, contribute nothing

beyond staying distant from my own kind,

I did this.

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