tiny-daffodils-golden-triangle-2009Just outside the Native American Trading Company, they caught my eye. Miniature daffodils, not 6 inches tall. Squeezed into a slit of ground between building and sidewalk.

I’ve been editing all weekend. The world beyond my window is far away; my eyes want to close.

Somewhere in Dan Simmons’s Hyperion and Endymion series, the once-human creatures that fill the void of space declare themselves: “We will adapt. We will fill the universe with life from end to end.”

Just so: the new thing
grows just outside our vision,
waits for us to wake.

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  1. BernardL March 2, 2009 at 10:10 am - Reply

    Editing does that to me too. 🙂

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  2. Beth March 2, 2009 at 10:28 am - Reply

    Yeah, how it’s going, Bernard? You’re editing more than one book now, aren’t you?

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