Sunday, December 02, 2012
from
THE OLD POET SAYS
“The poet's
eye -
it's not
what we
see – it's
that we've
promised
to watch.”
*
“Ah, God's
lovely sunset.
Why do you
ask
the poet
what it means?”
*
“Old sick poet
looks up.
He knows
he is fragile
and now he knows
the butterfly.”
