Friday, 25 March 2011

Bard

Shall I tell yer a story

of grandma, a bonnet;

shall I tell yer a tale

of a pig and her brood?


Look out at that beanstalk,

a bridge and a billy goat,

ancestors of bears

and uncountable wolves.


Around they go baby

- old stories like fountains -

and, after all the axes

and giants returnin’,

shall I tell yer a story

and make it anew?

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