X
This is the final stanza of a Charles Simic poem entitled "Solving the Riddle" from the book Return to a Place Lit By a Glass of Milk. I like it:
Inside my empty bottle
I was constructing a lighthouse
While all the others
Were making ships.
I like it a lot.
X
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
8 comments:
Hmm...I like it too...thank you for sharing...
IEP! Hello!
Hello Rob :-)
So, what have you been up to, these long months?
Facebook has kind of destroyed the world of blogs, I think...
a beacon in the darkness. I like that :)
IEP? Where did that come from? AIP are the initials in question. Hm. Losing it...
Hello again Rob...yes, I have noticed how some blogs have become shadows of their former selves, including some of our old haunts...
Yes. More's the pity!
Post a Comment