The Breaking of Ideas
Poem #66
My daughter ripped a page today
From books in my collection;
My shelves are vast, God’s souls amassed
Babelian selection
With all the concepts broke today
My heart engaged in panic —
What knowledge had she ripped apart
With child’s hands so manic?
Relief was nigh, indeed quite high,
With handiwork in context;
The page was blank, an excess…