Posted by Connie on June 29, 1998 at 22:23:43:
In Reply to: a poem for fours posted by Teresa on June 26, 1998 at 01:25:31:
: I thought I'd share this wonderful poem that strikes me as perfect four material -- something to remind ourselves, I guess.
: It's from a book called "Mostly True Collected Stories & Drawings" by Brian Andreas. The book was a gift from a friend who happens to be a four herself, for what it's worth.
: Here's the poem:
: "I once had a garden
: filled with flowers
: that grew only on dark
: thoughts
: but they need constant
: attention
: & one day I decided
: I had better things
: to do."
And my favorite:
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us --don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog.
To tell your name the lifelong day.
To an admiring bog!
Emily Dickinson