When you’re sifting, thru debris
While searching for utility
Somewhere hidden in the muck
Please be sure to take good care
To watch out for the broken glass
Abstain from sharp edged, pottery shards
Those useless things that can cause pain
When poring thru the motley waste
Do avoid the mangled iron,
Like old springs and screws and nails
the rusty wire and old debris
they too, can hurt; and please take note
That wariness, is now the virtue,
And keen patience, now the guide
Diligence, it soon will sort
utility from the lack of use
perchance, will yet reveal a gem
all besmirched with soil and dust
as steady Patience’s just reward
Do you resolve to keep that gem
And quickly eschew all gross debris!
-p.
Leonard N. Shapiro, N.Y. 4/20/20
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Beautiful poem, Pliny! Love the imagery and description of diligence’s rewards. Sometimes the road is long, very long and seemingly impossible to get through all of the dust and chards of glass, this poem helps one to keep the Faith in Diligence’s due rewards.
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Thanks. Please note that it was a try at “metaphysical” Poetry,viz., non-romantic and unusual (for poetry) metaphorical allusions.
Love, Pliny
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