Years before the blog I wrote a poem with an elephant with an antimacassar on its head and hippopotamus. Then I buried it in one of the volumes of poetry I had written. This morning Sam Portaro, a good friend, emailed it back to me. I still like the poem but realize I write a lot shorter these days. I also use punctuation. Gifts: they're everywhere.
Gifts
Come everywhere
All the time.
When the next one
Will turn up
Well
It’s hard to know.
That’s why
They’re gifts.
Today I found
An elephant, a hippo
In my in-box.
I learned.
I write poems a lot shorter
These days.
Much shorter.
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