These three lines from Matt Cook's "Nonsense":
Driving was a function where nonsense was not permitted.
When the traffic light turns green, you absolutely must go,
Whether or not it is the truly beautiful thing to do.
make me think that perhaps we are related.
Read the whole, short poem here, at The Writer's Almanac.
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The round up can be found at Picture Book of the Day.
3 comments:
Thanks for participating in Poetry Friday this week!
:-) Anastasia
Funny! Thanks for the smile today, Karen. I'm related to Matt, too. . .
It's good that I don't drive! Haha. I know I know - I've been told I should learn, its empowering, and all that. But I do scream and squeal each time a car comes way too close, hmm, then again I might be related to Matt as well. Haha. Thanks for sharing this.
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