about the joy of fairy tales
Raiding the larder
There had been mass outbreak of thefts from the store of fairy tales
And honestly it has nothing to do with me
It was like this if you love a tree too much it will
Come and settle outside your house, the old olive tree by the entrance
Of the road did that blocking the traffic of tractors full of muck.
I had to blink hard three times walk backwards eight times before
The olive tree went back to the entrance of the road taking up the symbolic
Duty as a guard officer.
I can understand the plant the morning was cold and the night colder
There I was the only friendly soul who had saved it sleeping under
Seven duvets that were placed on top of seven mattresses’ sleeping soundly
Thinking my duty was done, but as an old Chinese proverb says if you
Save someone life you are responsible for it your whole life.
It is better to love a small pot plant because it is better to have loved that
Never having loved anything at all.
Little Red Riding Hood looks in she wags her fingers calls me a thief.