The Poem I turn too

I got this book/CD for Christmas and loaded it onto my IPod, it’s been really neat being at the gym or walking to work and listening to poetry. I have it on shuffle, the juxtaposition between music and poetry is pretty amazing. Which got me thinking I don’t have a poem that I turn too…there are many that I love but there’s not one poem that I consider my favorite.

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  1. I used to recite “Jabberwocky” when I was out drinking.
    But here’s part of another favorite, just for its sheer weirdness:
    “I sit here with the wind is in my hair;
    I huddle like the sun is in my eyes;
    I am (I wish you’d contact me) alone.
    Dogs laugh at me, folks bark at me since then;
    ‘She is,’ they say, ‘no better than she ought to’;
    I love you irregardless how they talk.”
    “The Lyricism of the Weak” by Peter Viereck
    And bits of T.S. Eliot:
    “I should have been a pair of ragged claws, scuttling across the floors of silent seas.”
    I wrote that on the whiteboard at work one Saturday morning and co-workers spent the next week trying to figure it out.

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