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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Only Day In Existence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The early sun is so pale and shadowy,<br>I could be looking up at a ghost<br>in the shape of a window,<br>a tall, rectangular spirit<br>looking down at me in bed,<br>about to demand that I avenge<br>the murder of my father.<br>But the morning light is only the first line<br>in the play of this day--<br>the only day in existence--<br>the opening chord of its long song,<br>or think of what is permeating<br>the thin bedroom curtains</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=351288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">as the beginning of a lecture<br>I will listen to until it is dark,<br>a curious student in a V-neck sweater,<br>angled into the wooden chair of his life,<br>ready with notebook and a chewed-up pencil,<br>quiet as a goldfish in winter,<br>serious as a compass at sea,<br>eager to absorb whatever lesson<br>this damp, overcast Tuesday<br>has to teach me,<br>here in the spacious classroom of the world<br>with its long walls of glass,<br>its heavy, low-hung ceiling.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Billy+Collins">Billy Collins</a></strong></div>