Still Sane, Seriously

a-to-z-letters-sStill keeping up the ‘double madness’ so far. To see the list of those still blogging alphabetical themes, click here. So, today’s choice is “Six for S.” Yes, I couldn’t settle on one thing – are you surprised?

Three parts Carl Sagan, courtesy of “The Quotations Page“:

“One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years. To read is to voyage through time.”

“Where we have strong emotions, we’re liable to fool ourselves.”

“Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence.”

Two parts Carl Sandburg, courtesy of “Poets.org“:

Languages

There are no handles upon a language

Whereby men take hold of it

And mark it with signs for its remembrance.

It is a river, this language,

Once in a thousand years

Breaking a new course

Changing its way to the ocean.

It is mountain effluvia

Moving to valleys

And from nation to nation

Crossing borders and mixing.

Languages die like rivers.

Words wrapped round your tongue today

And broken to shape of thought

Between your teeth and lips speaking

Now and today

Shall be faded hieroglyphics

Ten thousand years from now.

Sing—and singing—remember

Your song dies and changes

And is not here to-morrow

Any more than the wind

Blowing ten thousand years ago.

 

Window

 Night from a railroad car window

Is a great, dark, soft thing

Broken across with slashes of light.

One part Shel Silverstein (courtesy of the same poet site):

If the World Was Crazy

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d eat?

A big slice of soup and a whole quart of meat,

A lemonade sandwich, and then I might try

Some roasted ice cream or a bicycle pie,

A nice notebook salad, an underwear roast,

An omelet of hats and some crisp cardboard toast,

A thick malted milk made from pencils and daisies,

And that’s what I’d eat if the world was crazy.

 

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d wear?

A chocolate suit and a tie of eclair,

Some marshmallow earmuffs, some licorice shoes,

And I’d read a paper of peppermint news.

I’d call the boys “Suzy” and I’d call the girls “Harry,”

I’d talk through my ears, and I always would carry

A paper umbrella for when it grew hazy

To keep in the rain, if the world was crazy.

 

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d do?

I’d walk on the ocean and swim in my shoe,

I’d fly through the ground and I’d skip through the air,

I’d run down the bathtub and bathe on the stair.

When I met somebody I’d say “G’bye, Joe,”

And when I was leaving–then I’d say “Hello.”

And the greatest of men would be silly and lazy

So I would be king…if the world was crazy.

Oh, let’s go one more from Dr. Seuss – The Lost Poem.

Oops, so that’s seven, that’s a slip. May need to invest in an abacus – see if that does the trick, (smile)

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5 Responses to Still Sane, Seriously

  1. Laura Eno says:

    Those poems seriously speak to me – somewhat unusual as many don’t. Perhaps it’s because they don’t rely on rhyming, which is the way I write my own.

    Laura Eno – A Shift in Dimensions

  2. I like these poems, too. Funny things, poems. Sometimes they’re unbearable, sometimes just palatable, and sometimes they sweep a person away. Luckily they come in many forms and shapes and moods.

  3. I especially like the one about language. Beautiful and kind of sad. And I love the observation that books are like time travel. It is amazing to hear people speak through literature from all different times in history and always, the thoughts conveyed seem like they are right there with you as you’re reading.

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