Alison...I really like this. Tad ----- Original Message ----- From: "Alison Croggon" <[log in to unmask]> To: <[log in to unmask]> Sent: Tuesday, December 25, 2001 6:07 PM Subject: More poem > I've enjoyed all the poems of the past few days, and how various! > The different erotisms of Liz's and Dave's, for example. But I'm way > too post-Christmas to say anything sensible. > > I wrote a poem, to my surprise, a couple of days ago, so here it is: > > > the bees have declared an amnesty > their dances are only lyrical effusions > > and why are apricots so illiterate? > yet they diffuse their promiscuous perfumes > sliming the earth with rot > > one has always mistrusted the language of cats > and their devotion to hygiene > > so many things slide and tumble > churches flounder in tides of mud > shoes dissolve in a week > > and why do scissors keep disappearing? > if you ask nature for absolution > it senselessly posts you flowers and blood > > and the fronds uncurl to tinier fronds and so on > which seem meticulous synonyms for murder > > like a froth of hands on metallic surfaces > making and unmaking > and underneath the mindless carnivorous ocean > > > > > > -- > > > Alison Croggon > > Home page > http://www.users.bigpond.com/acroggon/ > Masthead > http://au.geocities.com/masthead_2/