Driftwood
de Louis Jenkins(2012)
1 min lectură
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It is pleasant to lie on the rocky shore in the sun
exposed and open. It’s all there--the sound of
wind, the sound of waves--the meaningless
journal of a lifetime. Nothing is clear, not even
the obvious. One loses interest and falls asleep
within the water’s easy reach.
This driftwood on the beach, dry and bleached
white, white as a bone you might say, or white
as snow. If an artist (wearing a sweatshirt, blue
jeans and tennis shoes without socks) came
walking along, he might, seeing the possibilities,
pick up this piece of driftwood and take it home.
Not me. I fling it back in the water.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Louis Jenkins
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2012
- Cuvinte
- 108
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 13
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Louis Jenkins. “Driftwood.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/louis-jenkins/poezie/driftwoodIntrebari frecvente
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