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# Distraction
- URL: https://www.andyposner.org/distraction/
- Published: 2022-12-15T22:03:33.000Z
- Updated: 2026-07-15T05:02:57.000Z
- Description: After work, I rest in the wispy warmth of a waning December sun. On the table by the window, piles of half-read books leer at me and I at them. In the fading light, a hawk swoops by, hungry. Hungry, I reach for my phone; looking down, I spot a pile of dust, make a note to sweep it up
- Author: Andy
- Tags: Be The Change, poetry, #Migrated-1784090317409, #wp, #wp-post, #Import 2026-07-15 04:39

After work, I rest in the wispy warmth of a waning  
December sun. On the table by the window, piles

of half-read books leer at me and I at them.  
In the fading light, a hawk swoops by, hungry.

Hungry, I reach for my phone; looking down,  
I spot a pile of dust, make a note to sweep it up

when I have the time. A plane streaks past and  
I think of my honeymoon, how, growing up,

I would travel to Glacier Bay with Mom  
and Baba, the light so bright off the ice it

blinded you into silence. The glaciers are gone,  
I remember with a start; what a profound loss

that I am among the last to see them! An alarm  
sounds, someone knocks at the door, the TV

blares a warning about a storm, a crisis, a war.  
Then night comes like velvet, like black waves

painting me with a salty brush—me, a seashell  
on this bed of sand, missing the waning moon

call out to me, missing the dalliance of atoms—and  
I dream the dreams of those who want for nothing.