Thursday, March 29, 2018

Thoughts on the season...

 I was pretty young when I first read this poem, I think it may have endeared me to G.K.  Chesterton, unknowingly. I still am very moved by it.


The Donkey

When fishes flew and forests walked
   And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
   Then surely I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening cry
   And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
   On all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,
   Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
   I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour;
   One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
   And palms before my feet.

Source: The Collected Poems of G. K. Chesterton (Dodd Mead & Company, 1927)


At Rivercrest Cottage said...

Some writing is timeless.

Vicki said...

I don't remember ever hearing/reading this poem before. I like it!

Jenny said...

Dear Irene! I love G.K. Chesterton. Not enough folks appreciate him. Great poem. xoxo

National Pet Day...

This is our pet cat, he lived with us for 18 years, adopted from a shelter, best cat ever. RIP Keahan