Listen and read-along with this poem that will make you ponder, by Dean Flowerfield.
My brother says the strangest things
and though I rack my brain,
I never comprehend a word he says
and beg him to explain.
But he just winks or laughs at me
and says I’m just a pup.
He claims his words would all be clear
if I would just grow up.
My brother says that snow is rain
but just a little colder.
He also says a man’s a boy
but just a little older.
He says a giant is a dwarf
but just a little taller
and that a ball is like the earth
but just a little smaller.
He says that although time goes by
we’re always in the present
and that a thing in motion
is going where it isn’t.
He says a case of hiccups
is a swallow upward bound
and that a smile is only
a frown that’s upside down.
He claims a laugh is just a tear
that’s really inside out
and that a silly giggle
is just a backwards pout.
The things he says are sensible
and yet they seem so queer.
He says they’ll lose their mystery
when I become his peer.
His laughing words confuse me
and leave me ill at ease.
I’ve spent a childhood wondering:
Is he wise or just a tease?
About the Author
Dean Flowerfield (aka David Blumenfeld), is professor emeritus of philosophy. He taught at the University of California, Santa Cruz; University of Illinois at Chicago; Southwestern University, where he held the McManis Chair in Philosophy and Religion; and Georgia State University, where he was philosophy chairperson and associate dean for the humanities.
His 2021 publications are in Best New True Crime Stories:Well-Mannered Crooks, Rogues & Criminals; Mono.; Balloons Lit. Journal; The Caterpillar; Beyond Words; the other side of hope; Sport Literate and (forthcoming 2022) Carmina Magazine and Drunk Monkeys.
Check out his website at; https://www.davidcblumenfeld.com
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