Monday, January 30, 2012

The Poet – Janet Frame

I am starting to believe that "Janet Frame" is unlucky. Janet Frame Month in December didn't work because of a death in the family. Janet Frame Month in January didn't work because the computer died... Maybe Janet Frame Month in February will work...

The Poet – Janet Frame

Though the wheat is so beautifully puffed
the rice is ballooned and stuffed
and the world seems so much bigger
from a few to a marvelous crowd
of supers, the pushing and proud
with more push and pride and the prig growing prigger.
The poet still breathes with one lung
climbs a ladder of only one rung
shoots stars with his hand off the trigger.

I found these poems in an old poetry anthology from school. Unfortunately there isn't a reference for where they originally came from.

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