Into the Porches

daily poems sent to The White House by Thomas Crofts

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Poem 128: The Earth!

it's a miracle!

a spherical miracle!

an empirical
spherical miracle!

a lyrical
empirical
spherical miracle

!

Posted by Thomas Crofts at 10:40 PM

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Here readers will find the poems I sent, on a daily basis, to the White House between February 11, 2017 and May 15, 2018, and occasional ones posted thereafter. Poems neither protest, necessarily, nor topical, but meant to delight and instruct. The purpose is for their ultimate recipient--i.e., the lowly intern tasked with summarily deleting them--to be poked a little in the brain. Life itself, if I am not mistaken, began with an inert dirt-molecule being shocked into an amoeba.

To salvage our sanity.

Commoncrofts is still on.

TC

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And in the porches of mine ear
Did pour the leprous distilment
(Hamlet I.v)

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