Saturday, February 27, 2010

Fragment No. 7

Do not despise the day of small things --
A scribbled page, a brick laid,
The record of a dollar paid.
Plodding steps will always bring

The finish nigh. So let us tell
How tiny deeds composed great feats,
Raising London's bomb-rent streets,
The burnt temple of Ariel1.


1. Ariel, the city where David dwelt, i.e. Jerusalem. (See
Isaiah 29.)


pattinase (abbott) said...

Damn, I like that.

Loren Eaton said...

Yay! Actually, I hesitated to post this. Poetry isn't really my thing, and I wasn't sure if people would get oblique references to World War 2 and (relatively) obscure biblical references.

B. Nagel said...

I'll second that emotion.

Loren Eaton said...

I'll second that yay!