Wanting Sumptuous Heavens Poem by Robert Bly

Wanting Sumptuous Heavens

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No one grumbles among the oyster clans,
And lobsters play their bone guitars all summer.
Only we, with our opposable thumbs, want
Heaven to be, and God to come, again.
There is no end to our grumbling; we want
Comfortable earth and sumptuous Heaven.
But the heron standing on one leg in the bog
Drinks his dark rum all day, and is content.

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Khairul Ahsan 25 July 2020

'But the heron standing on one leg in the bog Drinks his dark rum all day, and is content' - Loved these concluding lines of the poem.

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Dr Antony Theodore 10 July 2020

No one grumbles among the oyster clans, And lobsters play their bone guitars all summer. Only we, with our opposable thumbs, want Heaven to be, and God to come, again. a very good poem. tony

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Fabrizio Frosini 20 May 2016

right.. but maybe this is inescapable when an animal (as we, human beings, are) get the gift of 'dreaming a different universe'.. ;)

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