I SIT Poem by Shuntaro Tanikawa
I SIT
One afternoon with the sky covered in thin clouds
I sit on a sofa
like a shelled clam
There are things I must tend to
but I do nothing
simply sitting enchanted
Those that are beautiful are beautiful
Even those that are ugly
somehow look beautiful
Simply being here is
wondrous
I become something other than myself
I stand up to
drink a sip of water
water is also wondrous
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