I Do Not Speak
by Stevie Smith
I do not ask for mercy for understanding for peace
And in these heavy days I do not ask for release
I do not ask that suffering shall cease.
I do not pray to God to let me die
To give an ear attentive to my cry
To pause in his marching and not hurry by.
I do not ask for anything I do not speak
I do not question and I do not seek
I used to in the day when I was weak.
Now I am strong and lapped in sorrow
As in a coat of magic mail and borrow
From Time today and care not for tomorrow.
And a Roadrunner, too
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Alice seemed almost as excited about our seeing new birds as we were seeing
them ourselves. On one of the first days we were there, she yelled
“Roadrunner...
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