TDP: Ponderable and poem for Thursday, April 29, 2010
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Alan Harris
Apr 29, 2010, 1:46:10 AM4/29/10
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Where would a poet
be without an angst to grind?
Bug in My Kitchen
Let me guess,
box-elder bug
on my kitchen floor,
that you know neither
how you came
to be lost in here
nor how you will
get out--but you will.
Fright-propelled boat,
six-oared, you worry
the woodwork then
hasten across
the open gloss
and disappear
beneath my stove.
I shall not hunt you
nor shall we ever
meet again.
I am just as adrift
on this waxed world
as you were on my floor,
and yet I feel certain
I will someday find
a serendipitous stove
to mask my out-passing.
*******
Let me guess,
box-elder bug
on my kitchen floor,
that you know neither
how you came
to be lost in here
nor how you will
get out--but you will.
Fright-propelled boat,
six-oared, you worry
the woodwork then
hasten across
the open gloss
and disappear
beneath my stove.
I shall not hunt you
nor shall we ever
meet again.
I am just as adrift
on this waxed world
as you were on my floor,
and yet I feel certain
I will someday find
a serendipitous stove
to mask my out-passing.
*******
Alan Harris
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