Sweet. Me's in a beam! On 9/8/08, Carrol Cox <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > Robert Graves > Warning to Children > > Children, if you dare to think > Of the greatness, rareness, muchness, > Fewness of this precious only > Endless world in which you say > You live, you think of things like this: > Blocks of slate enclosing dappled > Red and green, enclosing tawny > Yellow nets, enclosing white > And black acres of dominoes, > Where a neat brown paper parcel > Tempts you to untie the string. > In the parcel a small island, > On the island a large tree, > On the tree a husky fruit. > Strip the husk and pare the rind off: > In the kernel you will see > Blocks of slate enclosed by dappled > Red and green, enclosed in tawny > Yellow nets, enclosed by white > And black acres of dominoes, > Where the same brown paper parcel-- > Children, leave the string alone! > For who dares undo the parcel > Finds himself at once inside it, > On the island, in the fruit, > Blocks of slate enclosed by dappled > Green and red, enclosed by yellow > Tawny nets, enclosed by black > And white acres of dominoes, > With the same brown paper parcel > Still untied upon his knee. > And, if he then should dare to think > Of the fewness, muchness, rareness, > Greatness of this endless only > Precious world in which he says > He lives -- he then unties the string. > > > _______________________________________________ > pen-l mailing list > [email protected] > https://lists.csuchico.edu/mailman/listinfo/pen-l >
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