Grasshopper Poem by Glen Kappy
Grasshopper
from 'While Passing Through'/Summer
Grasshopper—big guy! —
he's still, I'm still, I stare...
till I see we're kin.
John Muir and I have a special affinity toward the grasshopper and so of course do you! How could you not? How many times I have lifted myself out of a riding mower to escort one of these fine creatures from my destructive path.Grasshopper big guy! Marvelous to think that eye to eye you know you mean the big guy no harm. Quite the contrary, you mean it only happy hopping!
edmund, i didn't know about muir's affinity for grasshoppers. in the last year, though, i read a book with selections of his writings meant to be short meditations. in this poem i tried to catch an early realization of our kinship with all creatures. for me it's been a slow, growing journey learning to respect the life of even the smallest living things. the parallels between them and us! another longer (but still short) poem of mine where this figures is choices. once again, danke, merci, gracias. -glen
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4/26/2024 3:55:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
TWO BIG GUYS fixed in a stare, the big one interested in small things showing intelligence, the small one rapt by our sheer bulk. It's a kind of stalemate. Who will bustle in the world once again? After you, sir, they both say courteously. The grasshopper tilts his head, He's really a funny fellow, but nice. It's what we call Minnesota Nice, little fella.
minnesota nice- ja! i like that... and i appreciate your imagining your way into a poem, daniel. of course, how can one appreciate literature if one can't. there are different kinds of reading, and it's one of the basic things to get across if we're english teachers. -glen