Appearance is not the most reliable of mistresses. But we do have to start somewhere, don’t we? Welcome to the Sunday Mini-Challenge, dearest Toads. This weekend, I’m calling for poetry that explores what eyes, brains and instincts can see when they work as a team in the art of making sense of the world and the behavior of its people.
How are we going to do that? Easy… we’ll use the following quote, from Terry Pratchett’s Carpe Jugulum, as a foundation: “Don’t trust the cannibal just ’cos he’s usin’ a knife and fork!”
You didn’t think I was going to forget to wave at those of you who celebrate Valentine’s Day tomorrow, did you? May everyone find (and keep) their perfect tape dispenser to love.
(this is a photograph of a Sam Gross cartoon, found in my copy of the Complete Cartoons of The New Yorker, 1925-2004, pg. 601)
Please craft a new poem that speaks of your thoughts/feelings on Terry Pratchett’s quote, and add the direct link to your poem below. Then go visit your fellow Toads to delight in their poetic creations.