Feb 2, 2006

Silent II

After I posted my midwinter poem, I checked out what was chosen by Reya, whose call to action (introspection?) many of us answered. Ummm, it was the exact same poem that I 'read.'

So here's another Billy Collins yum-yum for you from the same collection. It actually does a quite nice job summing up how I've been feeling lately:

Some Days
--Billy Collins

Some days I put the people in their places at the table,
bend their legs at the knees,
if they come with that feature,
and fix them into the tiny wooden chairs.

All afternoon they face one another,
the man in the brown suit,
the woman in the blue dress,
perfectly motionless, perfectly behaved.

But other days, I am the one
who is lifted up by the ribs,
then lowered into the dining room of a dollhouse
to sit with the others at the long table.

Very funny,
but how would you like it
if you never knew from one day to the next
if you were going to spend it

striding around like a vivid god,
your shoulders in the clouds,
or sitting down there amidst the wallpaper,
staring straight ahead with your little plastic face?


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Blogger Chris said...

Billy Collins is simply brilliant - thanks!


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