Tag Archives: Poem

Sometimes I Wish I Was A Robot

1 Apr

Sometimes I wish I was a robot.

I could turn on and off with the simple flip of a switch

I would live in a world of numbers and probability.

I would have my sturdy armour of metal

My insatiable heart would be replaced by a swichboard with it’s tiny array of blinking lights.

Sometimes I wish I was a robot.

I would have no worries of the future

I would not wake in the night fighting off whatever strange and terrible things my brain has conjured up.

I wouldn’t feel torn between two countries

I wouldn’t be swallowed up by melancholy when I think about my family.

Sometimes I wish I was a robot.

Variation On The Word Sleep

24 Feb

I would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
I would like to watch you,
sleeping. I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head

and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun & three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear

I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center. I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and you enter
it as easily as breathing in

I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.

Margaret Atwood

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I Need The Sea Because It Teaches Me

24 Feb

I Need The Sea Because It Teaches Me

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Neruda’s Sonnets on a Sunday Afternoon

24 Feb

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