Into love and out again
Thus I am and thus I go
Hold your tongue and stay your pen
Well and bitterly I know
All the songs were ev er sung
All the words were ever said
Could it be when I was young
Someone dropped me on my head?
(Dorothy Parker)


Shipbored

That line is the horizon lind.
The blue above it is divine.
The blue below it is marine.
Sometimes the blue below is green.
Sometimes the blue below is white
Foreshadowing a windy night.
Sometimes the blue above is grey
Foreshadowing a cloudy day.
Sometimes a drifting coconut
Or albatross add color but
The blue above is mostly blue.
The blue below and I are too.
(John Updike)


I shot an arrow into the air
I don't know how it fell or where
But strangely enough at my journey's end
I found it again in the neck of a friend.
(Mad Magazine?)


In seventeen hundred and seventy six
A group of American mavericks
Denounced the yoke of tyranny,
The tax on stamps, the tax on tea.
Our fathers felt that they were fit
To tax themselves, and you'll admit
They have done very well at it.
(some magazine read when I was about 11, c. 1960)

Bat Goddess