Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

The Microbe


The Microbe is so very small
You cannot make him out at all,
But many sanguine people hope
To see him through a microscope.
His jointed tongue that lies beneath
A hundred curious rows of teeth;
His seven tufted tails with lots
Of lovely pink and purple spots,
On each of which a pattern stands,
Composed of forty separate bands;
His eyebrows of a tender green;
All these have never yet been seen--
But Scientists, who ought to know,
Assure us that they must be so....
Oh! let us never, never doubt
What nobody is sure about!

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Edited: Friday, November 11, 2011

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  • Gold Star - 17,682 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/11/2014 11:03:00 PM)

    Microbe a good poem and recited well. Its beauty lies in the subject and theme it gives. Science being the investigating task of the universe and living beings the importance of science and such facts are useful in poetry also to know about it to ordinary readers and surely the medium of poetry is highly useful it seems. This poem on microbe a beautiful and marvelous one. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 934 Points Unwritten Soul (7/12/2012 11:11:00 AM)

    Feel so cool to have this poem today, being working with microbes for long but never thought to write about this....but now at least there is something overlapping between my interest in poem hunter, science and poetry..united as one paper..love it! _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 459 Points Ramesh T A (7/11/2012 3:35:00 AM)

    Microbe is the spawn that has created so many species by evolution! Nothing can be indeed predicted about its course as the poet infers by his own observation! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (7/11/2012 2:20:00 AM)

    Nice descriptive microstudy....this felt more of an exercise of expressing to the masses the delight he witnessed rather than what i see as serious...Then again how would you make it more than what it is....interesting.. i learnt something here... (Report) Reply

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