The riddle apart ,which intrigues me so no answer yet please, there is some
fine poetry here.
Just a few early thoughts on the riddle. I think we are talking the shapes
of letters here but there are clues in each strophe as to the whole word.
.............er...........I think. Arthur.
----- Original Message -----
From: "grasshopper" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Monday, July 14, 2003 10:15 PM
Subject: New sub: Riddle
> Riddle
>
> When I was a swan my neck
> was a proud curve, yes;
> I braved the wind and water
> and launched beauty,
> like a longship on the flood.
>
> When I was a dog, I ate warm grass
> from the bellies of my prey,
> felt packed muscles under pelt.
> I ogled the moon and howled.
> Her face gave me my clue.
>
> When I was a bat, I hung
> through light and flew the straits
> of night. Hunched in your hand
> I blink blearily at you,
> my grounded body curved.
>
> When I was a snake
> I waited in the grass
> until I found the right angle
> 0f trajectory. Look,
> I begin to turn into leather.
>
> When these creatures are combined
> you will find my whole in mind.
>
> grasshopper
|