Pooh!
Walter de la Mare, 1941
Dainty Miss Apathy
Sat on a sofa,
Danglig her legs,
And with nothing to do;
She looked at a drawing of
Old Queen Victoria,
At a rug from far Persia—
An exquisite blue;
At a bowl of bright tulips;
A needlework picture
Of doves caged in wicker
You could almost hear coo;
She looked at the switch
That evokes e-
Lectricity;
At the coals of an age
B.C. millions and two—
When the trees were like ferns
And the reptiles all flew;
She looked at the cat
Asleep on the hearthrug,
At the sky in the window,—
The clouds in it, too,
And a marvelous light
From the West burning through;
And the one silly word
In her desolate noddle
As she dangled her legs,
Having nothing to do,
Was not, as you’d guess,
Of dumbfounded felicity,
But contained just four letters,
And these pronounced POOH!
This humorous rebuke was published in a collection for children by Walter de la Mare entitled Bells and Grass.
What a lazy bum! What would Amy Dorrit say…? (Can you tell I’ve been watching Little Dorrit lately?)
Yet in spite of the wickedness in being idle, I sorely wish I could have such a luxury right now…
Not all idleness is “wickedness.” Search the blog for Tony Hoagland’s poem “The Word.”