Rummy Romps in Oval Office

May 09, 2007 by susan
Romping Rummy

In yer dreams.

I am transitioning very slowly out of the Mary Oliver world back to the political world. Today's glistening greens and low-hanging lilacs kept me in the land of the living a day longer. Here's a transition poem. Tomorrow -- no promises. It's so nice to get one's head out from under the Bush. Yeah, click here, she's worth it.

Percy (Two)
by Mary Oliver

I have a little dog who likes to nap with me.
He climbs on my body and puts his face in my neck.
He is sweeter than soap.
He is more wonderful than a diamond necklace,
which can't even bark.
I would like to take him to Kashmir and the Ukraine,
and Jerusalem and Palestine and Iraq and Darfur,
that the sorrowing thousands might see his laughing mouth.
I would like to take him to Washington, right into
the oval office
where Donald Rumsfeld would crawl out of the president's
armpit
and kneel down on the carpet, and romp like a boy.

For once, for a moment, a rational man.

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