Short Talk on Homo Sapiens Poem by Anne Carson

Short Talk on Homo Sapiens

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With small cuts Cro-Magnon man recorded
the moon's phases on the handles of his
tools, thinking about her as he worked.
Animals. Horizon. Face in a pan of
water. In every story I tell comes
a point where I can see no further.
I hate that point. It is why they
call storytellers blind—a taunt.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 29 March 2018

Insightful and revealing. The point or the limit of our intellect bothers one and all alike. Thanks.

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