Invention

Poem By Billy Collins

Tonight the moon is a cracker,
with a bite out of it
floating in the night,

and in a week or so
according to the calendar
it will probably look

like a silver football,
and nine, maybe ten days ago
it reminded me of a thin bright claw.

But eventually --
by the end of the month,
I reckon --

it will waste away
to nothing,
nothing but stars in the sky,

and I will have a few nights
to myself,
a little time to rest my jittery pen.

Comments about Invention

Good poem.....can i hav some more poem related to inventions or inventors
The moon inspires the poet in him. Wonderfully expressed!
Oh, if only writing good poetry were this easy! ! ! BUT IT'S NOT! ! ! ! ! When are we going to see through the thinly veiled disguise of this fraud? ? ? He's not a poet! Not by a long shot. He just puts together some simple pleasant thoughts into verse lines- that's all. We get something very like this in a Hallmark card! ! ! And the language! So pleasant, so SWEET! ! ! AWWWWWWWW! ! ! ! ! ! ! I feel tears coming on. Makes me want to puke.
Nice representation of the various shapes or positions of the moon in a deliberate way.I like it
The poem presents a wonderful landscape of night sky with studded with moon and stars in attendance. It also reflects a philosophy of life. Thanks for sharing the poem, Billy Collins. and I will have a few nights / to myself / a little time to rest my jittery pen.


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