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A Plank In Reason?
Playing catch-up today (when I should be doing other things, of course), with my Emily Dickinson-inspired poem. Here it is…
A Plank in Reason
And then a Plank in Reason, broke, And I dropped down, and down – And hit a World, at every plunge, And Finished knowing – then –
– Emily Dickinson
We have kept two aboard – one each – at bow and at stern – for help when the bank becomes too distant to leap
and it was only this week after three- and-a-half-years of living afloat – that one of them broke – but not fully. Just a cracked corner –
a great splinter – as it sunk through the reeds. And now it waits by the stove: too big to burn and sharp as a stake.
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