When Fools Dispute Poem by Maxwell Bodenheim
When Fools Dispute
A trickle of dawn insinuated itself
Through the crevices of black satiation.
The elderly trees coughed, lightly, hurriedly,
In remonstrance against the invasion.
Lean with a virginal poison,
The grass-blades shook, immune to light and time.
A bird lost in a tree
Shrilly flirted with its energy ...
One fool, in the garden, spoke to another.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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