Thursday, April 17, 2008

NaPoWriMo!

When We Were Snow Monkeys

When we were snow monkeys,
we groomed each other's shoulders,
but the bugs beneath us
were quietly fighting
the whole time.

Now as humans
we can press our foreheads together
and talk -- that's the nice thing
about being human, we can talk
about almost anything.

3 comments:

Hillary said...

Hi Shafer,

What a great poem. I've read your poetry on Octopus magazine and have found it to be touching and inspiring in many ways. I've recently co-founded a press and would love to send you a copy of our first book. Please let me know where I should send it.

All best,
Hillary

Pistol said...

p.s. send to: pistolpress@gmail.com

Lindsay said...

I agree with Hillary. Nice poem, Mr. Hall.