Saturday, January 21, 2012

Poised Too Long On The Edge


Born This Day in 1824

(January 21, 1824 – May 10, 1863)

At times I stumble upon a poem that I can understand, one that (inexplicably) somehow moves me, and when I do an undeniable compulsion rises within me to share it with others -- such as the one below written by Christopher Logue:

Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It's too high!
And they came,
and he pushed,
and they flew.
--Christopher Logue

Christopher Logue


"And he who is forever talking about enemies
Is himself the enemy! "
--Christopher Logue

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