Poetry Annual 1998 O Y S T E R   B O Y   R E V I E W   [ 8 ]
  B I G   J O Y   P O E M S   / 1 / 2 / 3 /
James Broughton
W H A T   B I G   J O Y   K N O W S
I arise from the source of that sea
formed by the tears of the world
I swim with the dance of dolphins
I float on the song of whales

I hear what waves say to the shore
and what breezes say to a leaf
I hear complaints of beetles
and the anxieties of a planet

I know about sidetrack and detour
and what's at the end of the road
I have the address of the angels
and the unlisted number for God

 
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