Nothing Ventured Poem by Kay Ryan

Nothing Ventured



Nothing exists as a block
and cannot be parceled up.
So if nothing's ventured
it's not just talk;
it's the big wager.
Don't you wonder
how people think
the banks of space
and time don't matter?
How they'll drain
the big tanks down to
slime and salamanders
and want thanks?

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Kay Ryan

Kay Ryan

San Jose, California
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