Perspective Game

Still pondering perspective, after five or so days of being ridicuously exhausted and ill.
Here's my favorite Jack Gilbert poem, because people should share poetry.

Games

Imagine if suffering were real.
Imagine if those old people were afraid of death.
What if the midget or the girl with one arm
really felt pain? Imagine how impossible it would be
to live if some people were
alone and afraid all their lives.


I love a good short clear poem.
One that makes you pause.
Makes you be here fully, maybe haunts you for twenty years or so.

I'm feeling better, but still short-winded.
Have a great evening.