Half of It

A river running through variegated ages of rock
seems to contain many stages at once
like the books groaning on the shelf.

A rock star meanwhile can change costume
many times during an exciting performance
and still somehow resound as himself.

It isn’t the river or the rock star, changing
gear, that so amazes the soul, though,
but something more globular and holistic.

The Rolling Stones became The Strolling Bones;
and then the art teacher said to put more
pink in the shadow to make it more realistic.


John F.B. Tucker

If you have any thoughts about this poem,  John F.B. Tucker would be pleased to hear them