April
2007
bamboo poetry..
Ok I’m on a roll with the bamboo thing.. can you tell? The more I read about it, the more I’m convinced it may not be the evil I always thought it was. When I was a kid, I remember that we had bamboo in our yard, it went right the way down the side fence separating our yard from the neighbours.
The day came when my Mother got sick of the bamboo and asked my father to remove it. He dutifully did, although it took him forever because the runners has spread through the grassy section of the yard, about 14 feet in!! He basically had to dig up half of the yard to get rid of it.. it’s this experience that has turned me off bamboo for life!
Anyway, I found this poem about bamboo today.. and I really liked it.. so here it is..
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Things came before people. |
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People came before words. |
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Tall, green, and nameless, |
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bamboo walked down centuries |
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and crossed continents |
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in time to stand there, waiting, |
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naked of language, |
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when the first people came |
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to make the first village. |
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-Anonymous |