Apr 17, 2008 22:59
Instructions
Fuel filler cap
-haven't I seen this before? The
sunlight under the eaves, mottled
shadow, on the knurled rim of
dull silver metal.
Oil filler cap
bright yellow,
horns like a snail
-the oil's down there-
amber, clean, it
falls back to its pit.
Oil drain plug
so short, from in and out. Best
let it drain when it is hot.
Engine switch
off, on. Off, on. Just
two places. Forever,
or, not even one.
Gary Synder
Mountains and Rivers Wihout End
~*~
I suck at analysing poetry.
But, after reaching a better understanding of this poem, I kinda like it.
poetry