Thursday, April 30, 2009

Jack Gilbert

With all but two or three exceptions, since mid-month, poems of the day from have been entirely forgettable -- cerebral, complex and somewhat inert. Here instead is my own poem-of-the-day choice from one of the books below:

Jack Gilbert


When the King of Siam disliked a courtier,
he gave him a beautiful white elephant.
The miracle beast deserved such ritual
that to care for him properly meant ruin.
Yet to care for him improperly was worse.
It appears the gift could not be refused.

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