Poet Dances with Inanimate Object - Poem by Cornelius Eady
The umbrella, in this case;
Earlier, the stool, the
Wooden pillars that hold up
This guy, you realize,
Will dance with anything—
—He likes the idea.
Then he picks up some lady's discarded sandals,
Holds them next to his head like sea shells,
his body states,
Is safe from the dance of ideas!
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