Archive | November 2011

2 november

In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
[In regione caecorum rex est luscus.]
Desiderius Erasmus, Adagia (III, IV, 96)

You say: Stupid is as Stupid does
Sometimes Stupid’s what’s needed. I say.
Smart outsmarts itself, trying to fool,
making off with more than smart can own.
Bring me yon pot of pretties,
he said, and I’ll gie ye a pennie.
Smart would take the pretties
and old man keep his pennie. Foolish me,
I did the chore and told him keep his money.
He did, but gave me his wallet instead,
flat as the top of a baker’s head,
but not averse to granting wishes.

  • For today’s prompt, use an epigraph to kickstart your poem. That is, use a quotation. You can use a favorite of your own, or if you’re having trouble thinking of one, I’ve provided a few below. To format an epigraph poem, a poet places the quotation between the title and the body of the poem, while also giving credit to the source of the quotation.
  • Example quotations:

    • “Our homes are on our backs and don’t forget it,” -Molly Peacock
    • “Always forgive your enemies–nothing annoys them so much.” -Oscar Wilde
    • “Every noble work is at first impossible.” -Thomas Carlyle
    • “Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes.” -Jim Carrey
    • “A friend doesn’t go on a diet because you are fat.” -Erma Bombeck

    1 november

    You asked some time ago for an explanation.
    I have dithered over writing, hesitating only
    because I know full well how you will react. Call it proactive cringing
    if you want. Whatever makes you…I almost said makes you happy,
    and isn’t that a laugh? I send you a fortune,
    a king’s fortune, and you…Well, no matter. I left to see the world.
    Now I have seen it, and the world has seen your foolish daughter,
    and given her what you will never give. Love.
    Mam, it was me, Stupid, that saved the world.

    I am sorry about the cow.


    • Write a procrastination poem, or as I like to call it a “I’ll get to it tomorrow” poem. Or…
    • Write a proactive poem, or the old “I’ll get to it today” poem.