Friday, March 16, 2012

A Poem for Shabbat II

Ape - Carol Ann Duffy

There is a small silverback on the calendar.
Behind him the jungle is defocused,
except in one corner, where trees gargle the sun.

After you have numbered the days, you tear off
the page. His eyes hold your eyes
as you crumple a forest in your fist.

(found in Carol Ann Duffy, New Selected Poems)

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