A linear trajectory
is what they tell us that we need
but tell me- when has speed
been our friend?

This limbo is bad for us
they tell us not to put our trust
in boomerangs
and hammock swings.

Praise

by Michael Chitwood

Physical therapists have opened a clinic in the office next to mine.
This morning one of them is treating a cystic fibrosis patient. The
patient lies face down on a table, and the therapist slaps up and down
the back with open hands. It loosens the mucus building up in the
lungs. Through the wall, it sounds like one person giving a long,
determined standing ovation.
Finally, I've listened long enough and go out for a walk. The church
across the street has just reseeded its lawn, and the caretaker is trying
to shoo away pigeons that are feeding in the straw.
"Get! Get!" he shouts, and claps his hands.
The pigeons rise in unison and swirl away with a sound like gloved
applause.