William F Dougherty (West Hartford, CT)
Candide Redux Rev.
Il faut cultiver notre jardin. -Voltaire.
I cultivate my garden plot, though bound
within this toad for safety, I don't protest
metamorphosis but bask on my ground,
warmed by the sun's theodicy, digest
such gnats and flies I diurnally astound
and gorge on whines. Insecticide is best—
exophthalmic eyes help harvest sound
from Leibnitz's monads. I forget the rest.
Whatever is- is best, Pangloss would say.
Social menace past, I'm safely obscure,
no longer trusting victim, easy prey,
I keep perceptive vigils, rarely stir:
that wrinkle in the grass, looping this way,
is merely a slither of wind, I'm sure.
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