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There Was Nothin’ Happenin’ At All (by JP Benante)

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Oh, Scotland.
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I had no idea what my real life was,
but I knew I had to look for it.
So one day I packed my car and took off.
I drove the whole country, examining
homes, stores, businesses, streets,
people, like a crazed inspector general,
when all I was looking for was me,
just flutterings, shudderings and shadows.
I think most people feel the same way,
and it isn’t bad, floating under the stars
at night like fireflies sending signals.

-- James Tate, closing lines to “Scattered Reflections,” Memoir of the Hawk: Poems (HarperCollings, 2001)

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