On Minds
National Poetry Day today, apparently. Here goes, a quickie:
On Minds
“My mind is a monastery,
And I am its monk.”
– John Keats.
What a load of bunk.
My mind’s a jumble sale,
And everything’s a pound.
Old stuff, new stuff, mainly junk.
Roll up, roll up,
Gather round,
Take your pick from my lost and found!
– Annie Copland, 2013.