It's another George Bilgere day here. There have been several of them.
Today's poem is pure genius.
Genius
by George Bilgere
It was nice being a genius
worth nearly half-a-million dollars
for the two or three minutes it took me
to walk back to my house from the mailbox
with the letter from the Foundation
trembling in my hand. Frankly,
for the first minute
I was somewhat surprised at being a genius.
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(Read the whole thing here, at The Writer's Almanac.)
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The Poetry Friday round up is at Live Your Poem.
ah, the fleeting nature of genius. :) Thank you so much for sharing!
ReplyDeleteOh, would we all be geniuses,
ReplyDeleteto receive the grant
in the mail,
to hold the letter
with the check
in one's hand.
We can all dream big.
thanks for sharing this one.
I've heard him speak. So. Much. Fun.
ReplyDeleteHi Karen, I've always been fascinated with the nature of genius, so I read this poem with great interest. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing in the genius, everyone. :)
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