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Pastimes : The Literary Sauna (or Tomes in Towels) -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Rambi who wrote (370)	8/26/2001 2:20:18 PM
From: E	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 466

I am printing it out as i type, and since you're speaking of a mouse, i found this poem that i like so much while out walking on my steroid-revivified Baker's cyst knee. I wouldn't have thought of posting it, except that you did mention mouse and this is a literary sauna. It's by Richard Eberhart. "Protection" Opening a drawer After winter, up stairs, I found a field mouse In a nest With inch-long babies. Not to disturb them I descended, Sat in a chair Contemplating Fragility, Astounded in silence. The mother field mouse Fell down steps Clutching an infant In her mouth. Cautiously moving to the kitchen She deposited her kind In a new place Underneath The kitchen sink. How could she Leap us the stairs, Fall down each step Many times, Bringing no harm? I long sitting Watched the still drama. O white-footed mouse, Small mother, How I praised you.