Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy

Poem by Robert Siegel


They have thought upon this log
since before Socrates
climbed into the light,
or Plato

settled for silence,
or Aristotle
brought out his bottles
and labels.

Each crawls up on a deadhead
with the other philosophers.
Dull as old coins, old helmets,
they do not speak,

but there are subtle
inflections of the throat,
and eyes, half-lidded,
which stare at a question,

and a mouth that holds onto
a conclusion.
Each day adds to their library
a reflection of twigs,

a silver razzle of minnows,
or a new shade of green.
Though their council is old,
no one has spoken.

Sunlight like moss
heavy on his tongue,
their chairman is still
clearing his throat.

Robert Siegel

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