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By Franz Wright

Think of   a sheep
knitting a sweater;
think of   your life
getting better and better.


Think of   your cat
asleep in a tree;
think of   that spot
where you once skinned your knee.


Think of   a bird
that stands in your palm.
Try to remember
the Twenty-first Psalm.


Think of   a big pink horse
galloping south;
think of   a fly, and
close your mouth.


If   you feel thirsty, then
drink from your cup.
The birds will keep singing
until they wake up.


Notes:

This poem originally appeared in "Poetry Not Written for Children that Children Might Nevertheless Enjoy," by Lemony Snicket.

“Auto-Lullaby” is reprinted by permission of Alfred A. Knopf, a division of Random House, Inc.

Source: Poetry (August 2013)

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Franz Wright
Franz Wright was born in Vienna, Austria and grew up in the Northwest, the Midwest, and California. His father was the Pulitzer Prize–winning poet James Wright. He has taught at Emerson College and other universities, has worked in mental health clinics, and has volunteered at a center for grieving children. In his precisely crafted, lyrical poems, Wright addresses the subjects of isolation, illness, spirituality, and gratitude. See More By This Poet

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