OneWomanCreamTeam@sh.itjust.works to Ask Lemmy@lemmy.world · 2 days agoHey Lemmy, what's your favorite poem?message-squaremessage-square74fedilinkarrow-up196arrow-down13
arrow-up193arrow-down1message-squareHey Lemmy, what's your favorite poem?OneWomanCreamTeam@sh.itjust.works to Ask Lemmy@lemmy.world · 2 days agomessage-square74fedilink
minus-squareSnailpope@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up4·edit-22 days agoForever shut and made of wood, That’s what I am. My head’s no good now that it by a stone was struck. Old spectacles bewitched with muck repose within me by the score. I’m just a cupboard, nothing more. -Dancelot Wordwright Featured in the novel The City of Dreaming Books, written by his authorial godson Optimus Yarnspinner. Translated from Zamonian and Illustrated by Walter Moers
Forever shut and made of wood,
That’s what I am. My head’s no good
now that it by a stone was struck.
Old spectacles bewitched with muck
repose within me by the score.
I’m just a cupboard, nothing more.
-Dancelot Wordwright
Featured in the novel The City of Dreaming Books, written by his authorial godson Optimus Yarnspinner. Translated from Zamonian and Illustrated by Walter Moers