Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Memorable Quotes

This morning
I was thinking of a poet
If you think hard enough
you will think of him too.
A cookie then congenially
caught my eye
and I bit it
like an ancient philosopher
tasting his last
before sitting under a tree
and beginning to think blossoms
for the rest of his life
It was on
the dark blue floor
and I thought
I was plucking it
from an angry sky.
Paris is a good topic for poetry
one can imagine
if one hasn't visited
even remotely
or have tasted the air
and the coast of Maine
can serve the same purpose
except that one becomes regional
and ripe with the landscape
And the painter
who thinks he can make a living
selling the paint
that he has thrown up
upon the page
might think
this is a funny job
That makes me think
of the poet again
No one thinks
of Emerson much aymore
only the fact 
that he was confused
at sixty
remains

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