QotD: Favorite Poem

Probably my very favorite poem is one that gets passed around in various versions as by 'Anonymous', and I'm not sure if it ever had a name at all.  The author is actually Niki Nymark, a poet from St. Louis, and it was published, years ago, in the Mensa national newsletter.  When reciting it aloud, remember to include a slight shrug on 'stepping in gum' and an exasperated emphasis on 'coped':

 

   There have been no dragons in my life.

   Only small spiders, and stepping in gum…

   I could have coped with dragons.

 

There are, however, others.  Piet Hein (1905-1996), a Danish physicist, designer, and WWII Resistance member, started writing 'gruks' in 1940, shortly after the Nazi occupation of Denmark.  (It's 'grooks' in English; he commented that he'd have been more careful naming them if he'd known there'd be so many – eventually over 10,000.)  Altogether, he published over 20 volumes of grooks (two available in English at

 http://www.unicahome.com/p15763/piet-hein/grooks-by-piet-hein.html ,

along with various housewares based on his Superoval and Superellipse designs).

     A MAXIM FOR VIKINGS

     Here is a fact
        that should help you fight
           a bit longer:
     Things that don't act-
        ually kill you outright
           make you stronger.

     THE ME ABOVE THE ME

     Giving in is no defeat.
     Passing on is no retreat.
     Selves are made to rise above.
     You shall live in what you love.

    THE ROAD TO WISDOM

     The road to wisdom? — Well, it's plain
     and simple to express:
                Err
                and err
                and err again
                but less
                and less
                and less.

And, finally, a few poems by Ogden Nash (1902-1971):

     THE KITTEN *

    The trouble with a kitten is
     THAT
     Eventually it becomes a
     CAT.

     THE TURTLE

     The turtle lives twixt plated decks
     Which practically conceal its sex.
     I think it clever of the turtle
     In such a fix to be so fertile.

    THE COW **

    The cow is of the bovine ilk;
    One end is moo, the other, milk.

* Which is not to say there's anything wrong with that… Emc^2

**  Anybody else immediately think of Da-Iry???

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One Response to QotD: Favorite Poem

  1. Aubrey says:

    Indeed. There is always room in this world for hope and whimsey. (or Wimsey, if you're a Dorothy Sayers fan)

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