Saturday Poem

Everybody movin’ if they ain’t already there
Everybody got to move somewhere…”
…………………………—Bob Dylan, Mississippi

Keeping Things Whole

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body has been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.

by Mark Strand
from
The Norton Anthology, 2003