With the wind gusting so wildly,
So unpredictably,
I'm willing to bet one or two ants
May have tumbled on their backs
As we sit here on the porch.
Their feet are pedaling
Imaginary bicycles.
It's a battle of wits against
Various physical laws,
Plus Fate, plus -
So-what-else-is-new?
Wondering if anyone's coming to their aid
Bringing cake crumbs,
Miniature editions of the Bible,
A lost thread or two
Cleverly tied end to end.
Charles Simic
New and Selected Poems
1962 - 2012
On the Meadow
2000
Houghton Mifflin
Harcourt, 2013©
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