Thirty Five

This poem won Second place in 35th Anniversary Contest

knows it’s

odd,

 

 

longs to become three dozen

doughnuts for the office do

eggs for the wedding breakfast

poems by Garrison Keillor

barriers to knowledge-sharing

managers must consider

—of anything really

 

 

pictures itself

swanning  about

in fabric shops and do-it centres

queening it over

the less-imperial metre

(quality over quantity, it thinks)

 

 

can’t stop thinking about

the joy of six

times six, four times

nine, three twelves,

two eighteens,

the fact that joy

can be doubled

by doing it the other way round

 

 

yearns to be evenly divided,

split

 

 

understands

that before long

it’ll get its wish.