A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Sunday, July 26, 2020

a stopped clock, even

Even a stopped clock is right
about where it always was
on the wall. Mounted
perversely just past
fingertip, arm's reach
above head-high

I guess
for the whole room to see.
But deuced inconvenient
to muck about with
or put right,
given how little
we care

what time it is.

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