Poem of the Day
Yellow Striped Pajamas
By Shamsher Bahadur Singh
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
We must all open ourselves to the influence of Love.
We must all let its fleshless fingers caress our skin.
At first she is only mildly annoyed: the car
won't start, it's happened before. She'll phone
her husband—what is his name?—at his office,
Windows un-Windexed
Sheets not laundered, itchy crotch
I’ve myself to blame
The Joyful Feelings met you as
Yesterday emerged from the tiny windows
outside Tiffany’s My rough
Something terrible has happened
but I don’t know what. The letter
that arrived this morning will say no more
Two sharp eminences with a valley between
Through which the erratic witness of a loosened tongue
Flows to the sea: Mount M__________. Mark it well.
I envy them and cannot find
Any comfort in my own uncertainty.
This will be your office, Mr. Blank,
While you remain attached to the Poetry .
Division of the Department of Mediocrity.
Like antelope bounding across
the wide lawns of Africa
are these flames that leap
All summer long
while other trees
reached for more