What is the head
     A. Ash
What are the eyes
     A. The wells have fallen in and have
        Inhabitants
What are the feet
     A. Thumbs left after the auction
No what are the feet
     A. Under them the impossible road is moving
        Down which the broken necked mice push
        Balls of blood with their noses
What is the tongue
     A. The black coat that fell off the wall
        With sleeves trying to say something
What are the hands
     A. Paid
No what are the hands
     A. Climbing back down the museum wall
        To their ancestors the extinct shrews that will
        Have left a message
What is the silence
     A. As though it had a right to move
Who are the compatriots
     A. They make the stars of bone

Poet: W.S. Merwin
Poem: Some Last Questions
Poem of the Day: Jan 20 2007

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