The cruelest month, Tasting desire

Tomorrow is Poem in Your Pocket Day—choose a poem you love; memorize it or print it out and carry it with you to share with friends, family, colleagues, people on the bus…

Last year my pocket poem was e.e. cummings’ “plato told”. You kind of have to print that out to show people, because of the literal structure.

My poem this year is one I’ve had imprinted on my mind since high school. It’s always been something that gives you food for thought.

I’m only looking it up to make sure I’ve got the punctuation right; but if you were to ring me and say, “Bas Bleu—that Robert Frost one”, I’d give it you without hesitation.

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I’ve tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

What poem will you share with the world tomorrow?