May 11
1 min read
POETRY
the umbrella principle.
sonnet.
more things should be umbrella-like; set up
collapsibly, thus quickly stowed or thrown
beneath an armpit, lightly borne alone;
as when, on hiking trips, you sit to sup
and use a mat, a kettle, and a cup
et cetera - you don’t bring bulky stone,
but bamboo, twine and tin. heft all you own,
as mother dogs will gather wayward pups -
be ready to retract, unhinge, make fast;
you never know just when you’ll need to get
to shade or shelter, run from flood or fire;
accept that most good things aren’t meant to last,
like toothpicks, parasols, or serviettes -
ephemeral as weather, or desire.
