For St. Jordi's week, a poem and a rose for you. In this case, the poem has no title and no opening line. You have to guess what the poem is about.???????????????????????
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is like doing a jigsaw puzzle
of a million pieces
with a picture that keeps changing.
It's like getting lost in a foreign city
without a map.
It's like playing tennis without a ball,
like being an ant in a field of grasshoppers.
It's being an acrobat with a broken leg,
an actor without a script,
a carpenter without a saw,
a storyteller without a middle or an end.
But then gradually
it¹s like being out in the early morning
with the mists lifting.
It¹s like a chink of light under a door,
like finding the glove you were looking for,
catching the train you thought you were going to miss,
getting an unlooked-for present,
exchanging a smile.
And then one day it's like riding a bicycle
very fast downhill.
-Olivia McMahon-
Have you ever exprienced any of these sensations?
Any bets on what the poem might refer to ?
(Click on the red rose to get the answer)
Have a nice Easter holiday! Or "staycation" (stay at home+vacation, which is my case, but enjoying every bit of it!)
2 comments:
This poem is great. When I read I could identify my own feelings (an acrobat with a broken leg )...... and it says you can ride a bike downhill ..... will it be possible that?
Riding a bike very fast downhill...will that be possible? Of course it will... but you have to get on the bike first -which is difficult sometimes, isn't it?
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