Proverb: “If you chase two rabbits, you will not catch either one.”
What if a covey of quail skitters into the marsh grass?
What if the spider weaves a ladder that spans the distance plus half?
What if the egg yolk rises and does not settle in the bowl of water?
What if the tree lowers its one fruit but I don’t want to eat it?
What if we made a crepe paper limousine and burned it down to ash,
but father insisted on walking all seven hills to the other side?
And what if the messenger was mistaken, and delivered
the letter to the wrong house? What then?
In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.