Tuesday, 4 February 2014

Featured Poet: X.J. Kennedy

(c) X.J. Kennedy

If I had a ladder that reached to the moon
Up its millions of rungs I'd go.
Up higher than ever the clouds can fly
Till the earth was a ball below.

I'd put on my warm wool winter coat
And my long scarlet scarf in case
While I climbed my ladder right up to the moon
It should start to snow in space.

I'd sidestep a couple of shooting stars
I'd stand on the steepest hill
At the top of my ladder to the moon
If only the moon stood still.

(Published in Vallum 6:2, an issue devoted to children, "Play and the Absurd."

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