July 19th, 2005




The Wayfarer

The wayfarer,
Perceiving the pathway to the truth,
Was struck with astonishment.
It was thickly grown with weeds.
"Ha," he said,
"I see that no one has passed here
In a long time."
Later he saw that each weed
Was a singular knife.
"Well," he mumbled at last,
"Doubtless there are other roads."

-- Stephen Crane (1871-1900)
(quoted in the 2005 EV Poetry Speaks calendar)

93 93/93 -- AJ