Try to tell the caterpillar that the white
marble column is not a tree.
Try to make the bee stop battering
the same spot on the window.
Try to ask the swamp to stop smoldering
after being struck by lightning.
Try to tell the blind man that a sheet
of leather hides no windows.
Try to tell the woman changing her husband’s
dressings he might not see this year’s first snow.
In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.
“Goe, and catch a falling star…”
(Though I like this poem much better than Donne’s!)
Are you trying to get Donne’s ghost to come after me?
“Mourning” is my poem response to Luisa’s “Try” posted at:
http://ambitsgambit.blogspot.com/2011/08/mourning.html
and on FB 08-18-11
If John was going to cause any trouble, he’d surely have already done it by now :-)