"This is not an elephant,"he confides to the child
as they oval round
captive creatures foreign
and featured in glassy habitats.
"See those four stout stumps
with their loose-pebble bottoms,
rooting him to the dust-bound earth
where his great girth grows?"
"Do you mean its legs?"
"Then pay attention to the gray
veined fans that swat and sway
to push away midges nibbling
heat into his giant's skull."
"Aren't those just ears?"
"There are twin ivory tines
he uses to stab and dine on
tightly packaged meals
the forest's cunning seals for him."
"I thought they were tusks?"
"Last, note his accordion's
appendage that dangles down
to fleet wrestle and greet
with a snicker or a shout."
"Grandpa, the sign says,
'Elephant'! What do you call it?"
"That's a little tidbit
he's never shared with me,
but I do know him to be
much more than his name."
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Foarte interesant subiectul postat de tine. M-am uitat pe blogul tau si imi place ce am vazut.Cu siguranta am sa il mai vizitez.
O zi buna!
It looks like an elephant Francis, lol...I like the poem , very appropriate for the drawing.
My four-year-old and I were looking at this drawing (before the poem, which I love) and discussing, well, what could it be?
@Cioara Thanks for the visit. This is my first ever comment in Romanian.
@Jena Thanks... looks can be deceiving :).
@Jennifer I actually had a younger audience in mind when I wrote the poem. My guess is your four year old had some interesting suggestions as to what the drawing could be.
Beautiful lines in here, especially those "Ivory tines"...
Let's see ... I think there were tree roots and maybe a rock, but he also became fixated on the elephant imagery ...
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