Wednesday, August 8, 2007

A New Poem

I think I need a break, and some time to think.

So, I will post this poem that I found in:

180 more: Extraordinary Poems for Every Day


If you believe in the magic of language,
then Elvis really Lives
And Princess Diana foretold I end as car spin.

If you believe the letters themselves
contain a power within them,
then you understand
what makes outside tedious,
how desperation becomes a rope ends it.

The circular logic that allows senator to become treason,
and treason to become atoners.

That eleven plus two is twelve plus one,
and an admirer is also married.

That if you could just re-arrange things the right way
you'd find your true life,
the right path, the answer to your questions:
you'd understand how the Titanic
turns into that ice tin,
and debit card becomes bad credit.

How listen is the same as silent,
and not one letter separates stained from sainted.

--Peter Pereira


Presbyterian Gal said...

What a fantastic poem!! I love it. I'll be reading much more deeply.

Pastor Eric said...

Listen/silent and stained/sainted -- I like those. How true they are.

LawAndGospel said...

Wow! If you could just re-arrange things the right way
you'd find your true life,
the right path, the answer to your questions. And if not one letter separates stained from sainted, perhaps it is not us who dictate the right way. Thanks for sharing this.

Grandmère Mimi said...

Diane, I believe in the magic of language. It's a wonderful poem.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for sharing this poem--now I'm off to cogitate some more in my ego attic.

mompriest said...

ok, wait. i'm so confused...:-)

a lot of wisdom in this poem...if only I could re-arrange...

lj said...

Those last two lines are priceless.

Rowan The Dog said...

One might also note that Scout Roth is a torch to us.

Of course you'd probably have to be a dog to notice that.



Rowan The Dog said...

Of course, you have another idin your name.

A id throne...

Darn hoe (sorry)=2 additional letters so it doesn't really count.

Adroit hen...

I oath nerd...

Torah id, end, dine...

I wonder what anagrams are in Presbyterian gal?

Lindy... not wanting to do my real job today.

Rowan The Dog said...

LOTS of good letters in Presbyterian Gal!

I love this one: prayers a belting, or prayers a trebling!

Align a presbyter!

Diane said...

Rowan and Keivas, you rock!

Presbyterian Gal said...


You just made my day, darlin'. Hand to God. You don't know how wonderful that is for me.

Best, most favorite treats for you!!!

kim said...

I also love the poem. But what I love even more is Scout Roth = a torch to us. Isn't that great? I am not really wanting to do what I'm supposed to be doing these days, either. Confusion ensues.

RevDrKate said...

That is wonderful. My brain is not coming back to speed enough to be clever....but certainly enough to appreciate the poet (and the rest of you) who are!