It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

DAVID VERSUS GOLIATH

 

A strategy that is not out-
dated, fight fire with fire,
the bigger doused
by the smaller, like the forest
fire kindled by an untamed
tongue snuffed out by the tongue
of fire so small it sits
on my head without singeing
my hair. Posted by Picasa

1 comment:

Pat Paulk said...

Great poem and photograph!!