The Poetry of
Jack Scott

A Great Fall

Irrevocably into raw omelet,
Humpty went dumpty,
into an untogetherness
that all the king’s horses and men
couldn’t reconstitute
even for the king.

Reunion,
from off-white and yellow-ish swirl,
into albumin and yolk
would be a prank of physics.

The shell as well,
given patience,
ingenuity and glue,
also an impossibility.

However,
once, unusually in a long, long while,
a lottery percentage,
a quirk of conception, gestation
and extraordinary timing,
a Humpty hatches upon smashing.

 

624 ®Copyright 1972 Jack Scott. All rights reserved.
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