You are the bread and the knife,
the crystal goblet and the wine.
However, you are not the wind in the orchard,
the plums on the counter,
or the house of cards.
And you are certainly not the pine-scented air.
There is no way you are the pine-scented air.
And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the boots in the corner
nor the boat asleep in its boathouse.
It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.
But don't worry, I'm not the bread and the knife.
You are still the bread and the knife.
You will always be the bread and the knife,
not to mention the crystal goblet and, somehow, the wine.
Billy Collins - Litany
quarta-feira, agosto 11, 2010
You will always be the bread and the knife
(continuando, já que é para aí que estamos, com Billy Collins)
Posted by Rui Dantas at 18:15