Now, that's a title

"Upon Discovering My Entire Solution to the Attainment of Immortality Erased from the Blackboard Except the Word 'Save' "

( A poem by Dobby Gibson, from Polar - great title)

If you have seen the snow
somewhere slowly fall
on a bicycle,
then you understand
all beauty will be lost
and that even the loss
can be beautiful.
And if you have looked
at a winter garden
and seen not a winter garden
but a meditation on shape,
then you know why
this season is not
known for its words...

 

read (or listen to) the rest of the poem at http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2010/11/24