Oh, love, our hungry lips, that press
So tight that Time’s an old god’s dream
Nodding in heaven, and whisper stuff
Seven million years were not enough
To think on after, make it seem
Less than the breath of children playing,
A blasphemy scarce worth the saying,
A sorry jest, “When love has grown
To kindliness — to kindliness!” …
And yet — the best that either’s known
Will change, and wither, and be less,
At last, than comfort, or its own
Remembrance. And when some caress
Tendered in habit (once a flame
All heaven sang out to) wakes the shame
Unworded, in the steady eyes
We’ll have, — that day, what shall we do?
Being so noble, kill the two
Who’ve reached their second-best? Being wise,
Break cleanly off, and get away.
Follow down other windier skies
New lures, alone? Or shall we stay,
Since this is all we’ve known, content
In the lean twilight of such day,
And not remember, not lament?
That time when all is over, and
Hand never flinches, brushing hand;
And blood lies quiet, for all you’re near;
And it’s but spoken words we hear,
Where trumpets sang; when the mere skies
Are stranger and nobler than your eyes;
And flesh is flesh, was flame before;
And infinite hungers leap no more
In the chance swaying of your dress;
And love has changed to kindliness.
- Rupert Brooke
Why don’t oysters give to charity?… Because they’re shellfish
Why did the lobster blush?… Because the sea weed
What did the sea say to the shore?… Nothing, it just waved
What did the beach say to the wave?… “Long tide, no sea.”
What did one tidepool say to the other tidepool?… Show me your mussels
What lies at the bottom of the ocean and twitches?… A nervous wreck
What is the best way to communicate with a fish?… Drop it a line!
Did you hear about the red ship that collided with the blue ship?… All the sailors were marooned.
Eliphaz the king of the Temanites said, ‘The ant-lion perished because it had no food.’ The Physiologus said: ‘It had the face (or fore-part) of a lion and the hinder parts of an ant. Its father eats flesh, but its mother grains.’ If they engender the ant-lion, they engender a thing of two natures, such that it cannot eat flesh because of the nature of its mother, nor grains because of the nature of its father. It perishes, therefore, because it has no nutriment. So is every double-minded man; unstable in all his ways… (Kevan 1992)