Yet to Be Born
flutter bug swishy fish macaroon
tiger cub sea turtle diver scallop
tiny dancer pugilist rolly polly
aquabat pretzel twist ping ponger
rollabout raisinette submarine
tidal wave ripple worm treetop
tether ball tenderfoot implant
fumbler tumble top tissue box
tulip bulb crescent wrench candy corn
2 replies on “Yet to Be Born”
J’aime beaucoup les associations d’idées de ce poème. Elles évoquent des images et sentiments différents selon qu’on lit les mots de gauche à droite d’abord, ou colonne par colonne. Voilà un bébé qui a beaucoup de chance d’être attendu avec de si jolis mots.
Like Olivier, I love this poem’s matrix of images evoking the resident infant’s many activities within her little home. It is a joy for me, someone whose pregnancies are in the past, to recall and to relish each sensation called up by the poet’s words. And where does that “candy corn” come from? Is it there because it is tiny, and sweet, and her mother can’t wait to have her, and–maybe–she wants to have a whole bunch of them!?