[lit-ideas] Poem

  • From: JimKandJulieB@xxxxxxx
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Sun, 22 Oct 2006 15:20:36 EDT

I have no other reason to post this other than I like it.  I have no  comment 
except to think Aristotle wouldn't exactly make good sense of it.
Julie Krueger
Samurai Song" by Robert Pinsky, from Jersey Rain. 
Samurai Song 

When I had no roof I made
Audacity  my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.

When I had no eyes I  listened.
When I had no ears I thought.
When I had no thought I  waited.

When I had no father I made
Care my father. When I had 
No  mother I embraced order.

When I had no friend I made
Quiet my friend.  When I had no 
Enemy I opposed my body.

When I had no temple I made  
My voice my temple. I have
No priest, my tongue is my choir.

When  I have no means fortune
Is my means. When I have 
Nothing, death will be  my fortune.

Need is my tactic, detachment 
Is my strategy. When I had  
No lover I courted my sleep.

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