Just a stack of firewood. Nothing more. You can move along. Absolutely nothing to see here but boring logssssss.
snakes
Do you remember Statler & Waldorf, those two Muppets that sat up in the balcony and rained down insults and heckled everyone?
I do.
I’m going in!
I have Northern Watersnake friends that live on, and in, my stacked firewood. We’re neighbors you could say.
But now we have a contractor who is building a new awning and I need to temporarily relocate some of the wood. I’m going to have to squeeze my way in there.
Of course the snakes will think this is hilarious.
Wish me luck. 😆
Today, 16 July, is #WorldSnakeDay – so here is “Siesta of a Hungarian Snake”, by Edwin Morgan 🐍
Published in New Selected Poems (Carcanet, 2012)
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The grey roots circle thee, who never knew
At any hour within thy travels lone
A human shape but mine…
—Olive Fraser, “The Adder of Quinag”
First published in The Pure Account (Aberdeen University Press, 1981), & included in The Wrong Music (@canongatebooks 1989)
A poem for #WorldSnakeDay 🐍
https://www.scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/poem/adder-quinag/
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