Short and sweet, this by Bill Knott, from "180 More, Extraordinary Poems for Every Day," selected by Billy Collins.
Poem
Fingerprints look like ripples
because time keeps dropping
another stone into our palm.
Sunday, October 06, 2013
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I think "palm" should be plural, because "our" is plural. But really I just wanted to say howdy.
Sweet poem, although every ripple is not!
Well, howdy back Anon, whoever you are. Been away? As for "palm", maybe the stone is only put into one palm?
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