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| Thu, 10-02-2003 - 1:25am |
Line-Unit Palindrome Poem
The following poem reads from the first line to the last as it does from the last to the first. It was written by James A. Lindon and was first published in Dmitri Borgmann's Beyond Language (1967).
Entering the lonely house with my wife
I saw him for the first time
Peering furtively from behind a bush –
Blackness that moved,
A shape amid the shadows,
A momentary glimpse of gleaming eyes
Revealed in the ragged moon.
A closer look (he seemed to turn) might have
Put him to flight forever –
I dared not
(For reasons that I failed to understand),
Though I knew I should act at once.
I puzzled over it, hiding alone,
Watching the woman as she neared the gate.
He came, and I saw him crouching
Night after night.
Night after night
He came, and I saw him crouching,
Watching the woman as she neared the gate.
I puzzled over it, hiding alone –
Though I knew I should act at once,
For reasons that I failed to understand
I dared not
Put him to flight forever.
A closer look (he seemed to turn) might have
Revealed in the ragged moon
A momentary glimpse of gleaming eyes
A shape amid the shadows,
Blackness that moved.
Peering furtively from behind a bush,
I saw him, for the first time
Entering the lonely house with my wife.
Edited 10/2/2003 1:39:45 AM ET by peskygirl1

*Hannah* is a palindrome too
That's also a story
>>Just sitting here "playing" and thinking how nice it would be is someone was awake right now.
Aww, well the weekend's coming and sometimes there's more up and about then. :)
**Gosh, scrolling from top to bottom to top to bottom to::::yawn:::: I think I got up too early, I'm getting sleepy again. ;) lol.
Thanks for sharing that with us Hilary~
I never knew that a poem like that