Michael Shepherd

Rookie (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

! In The Spirit Of Rumi - 71 - In Praise Of Metaphor - Poem by Michael Shepherd

It’s not a playground where
you run around shouting
without noticing whether
there’s a listener

or a playgroup where
there’s paper, paste, scissors,
all over the place,
thoughts pasted on thoughts,
without noticing anyone else

no, it’s some specific calling,
saying, see that far-off other?
we’re related; see us as together,
your surprise may tell you
about that vastness –

maybe, awe, wonder, beauty,
wisdom, truth…goodness…

so treat me, metaphor,
as if god’s priest:
respectfully, sparingly, carefully;
as you would look at twins,
each sleeping, but holding hands;

love requires that


Comments about ! In The Spirit Of Rumi - 71 - In Praise Of Metaphor by Michael Shepherd

  • (10/2/2007 9:24:00 AM)

    This is excellent Michael - human, humble and attentive - reminds of that poem that suggests everything will come to an end, when we have compared every thing to everything else. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/2/2007 9:10:00 AM)

    What a beautiful poem. I loved the imagery and use of metaphors. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 12, 2011


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