Friday Poetry: Norman MacCaig

Hello!

Happy Friday!

My chosen poem this week is by the Scottish poet and teacher Norman MacCaig (1910-1996).

Toad

Stop looking like a purse. How could a purse
Squeeze under the rickety door and sit,
Full of satisfaction in a man's house?

You clamber towards me on your four corners -
Right hand, left foot, left hand, right foot.

I love you for being a toad,
For crawling like a Japanese wrestler,
And for not being frightened

I put you in my purse hand not shutting it, 
And set you down outside directly under
Every star.

A jewel in your head? Toad,
You've put one in mine, 
A tiny radiance in a dark place.

Norman MacCaig

Happy Reading

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