REVERSAL OF THE REASONABLE Poem by Kiki Dimoula

My God, try to remember

where you hid

the findings of that awful accident.

I dug where I detected

some buried wrecks of logic, but besides

the illogical's propellers spinning still, I found

no other explanation.



I want to understand what overturned the rule

and brought about that fatal

by exception.



What happened? The road was straight.

The warring anarchic differences —

which charged you from their lair

behind the serene Edenic equality

of blooms blooms and the flowers ―

you cleverly quelled, corralling them

in a spacious gradation:

large

small

smaller

least.

And so the major matter: who eats whom

was settled in the court of mass.

The hunger of the smaller feeds

the hunger of the larger and so on.

It only surfaced later that

the reasonable was not

so fruitful.



And while the large fish ate the small

the ephemeral the butterfly

eros ate eros

proliferation the unique

the soul was eaten by its fretting

over leaving us

the seven goats devoured by the wolf

except the smallest one who hid

behind a story.

What happened, God, that final moment

on such straight road, were you daydreaming

and the rule reversed and we fell in

that fateful by exception

so now the small worm eats

the large



human

except the smallest one

who hides behind

a story.