[lit-ideas] Re: Nobel Prize Poem
- From: David Ritchie <ritchierd@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Fri, 12 Oct 2007 20:20:51 -0700
will i tell ye a story of al gore
who got yon peace prize
gather round then and settle down
a cushion for my back mebbe
in those days people would use machines
powered by gasoline
to blow leaves
oh the noise was something
unimaginable
there's no other word to describe the things but clumsy
rakes were good
hard
lots of work
but the blower
ye'll no credit it
sorry
that's old age creeping on
accent's reverted
you'll not believe
once they'd gathered all the leaves in piles with these blowers
leaves i'm talking of now
the basis of soil
right yes the good stuff
gold
they'd wrap them in bags made of oil
plastic bags
and leave them out by the road for the garbage man to come along
all in the name of tidying the outside up
like gardens were some sort of living room
aye very sad
but it's completely true
David Ritchie,
Portland, Oregon
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