cat ~/poems/*.txt
Short Verse
Short verse, written in the margins of everything else.
1 Even the mud
2 has somewhere to go
3 when it feeds a flower.
1 The lamps go out
2 one aisle at a time,
3 and I keep reading anyway.
1 I have loved things
2 before I understood them.
3 This is one of those.
1 Not grown yet,
2 not nothing either,
3 just bud, and waiting.