Poetry is
not a popular reading choice, but good poetry sometimes can express in just a
few words the most complicated issues. For instance, what responsibility does
the U.S. have regarding the war in Syria? Many of us feel that we have had
enough of war, but what about the people in Syria who are being killed by their
own government? What about other nations’ responsibilities? Why does
intervention fall on our shoulders? Calvin Trillin wrote a terse verse on this
subject:
Thoughts
on Geopolitics
It seemed like such a good idea.
Oh, when did it begin to sour
And start to be no fun to be
The last remaining superpower?
Closer to
home is the subject of seed planting as treated by everyone’s favorite poet, Robert
Frost.
Putting
in The Seed
You come to fetch me from my work tonight
When supper’s on the table, and we’ll see
If I can leave off burying the white
Soft petals fallen from the apple tree
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite,
Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea),
And go along with you ere you lose sight
Of what you came for and become like me,
Slave to a springtime passion for the earth.
How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed
On through the watching for that early birth
When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed,
The sturdy seedling with arched body comes
Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.
As for myself, I'd rather take Voltaire's advice and tend my garden than try to solve geopolitical problems.
Copyright
2013 by Shirley Domer
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