Relearning

ARTIST
by Robert Francis

He cuts each log in lengths exact
As truly as truth cuts a fact.

When he sawed an honest pile
Of wood, he stops and chops awhile.

Each section is twice split in two
As truly as a fact is true.

Then having split all to be split,
He sets to work at stacking it.

No comb constructed by a bee
Is more a work of symmetry

Than is this woodstack whose strict grace
Is having each piece in its place.
¤

When the class gets too noisy, my Math teacher in grade school begins speaking softly, quietly, then we pay attention.

Most checked out

Notes on 'Arsenic and old lace' and the insane

Dolphin love and limits

Beneath the covers: Notes on 'A comedy of tenors'

To rebel, to never rush

Two books

Applause for the clowns

The Pilot's Relief on Landing is No Release

An erring lace

If I Were A Planet

To always dress well