pantoum's Diaryland Diary

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A THOUSAND POINTS OF ... SOMETHING

251.

FYI I won't be writing much till my laptop returns from its motherboard-replacement vacation to California.

Anyway. here's a poem:

THINGS
by Liel Muller

What happened is, we grew lonely
living among the things,
so we gave the clock a face,
the chair a back,
the table four stout legs
which will never suffer fatigue.

We fitted our shoes with tongues
as smooth as our own
and hung tongues inside bells
so we could listen
to their emotional language,

and because we loved graceful profiles
the pitcher received a lip,
the bottle a long, slender neck.

Even what was beyond us
was recast in our image:
we gave the country a heart,
the storm an eye,
the cave a mouth
so we could pass into safely.

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11:20 a.m. - 2005-09-19

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