The Robert Graves poem
, I’ve just listened to
so tempted to touch find and touch
, to hold that string
, the blocks of slate
, the word “slate” seeming
to ring
, I think not only that “there is a man who knows
how to read a poem
aloud, how to pronounce the word
dappled
” , but also, what a wonderful poem
to know
that Robert Graves poem
a warning to children
, one perhaps never heard by children
, one perhaps never listened to
, once tempted, my breath
, I cannot breath.
Link One: Writer’s Almanac
Link Two: Robert Graves


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This entry was posted by Terry Bain on Monday, January 7th, 2008, at 6:28 am, and was filed in Daily Poem.
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