Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Discontent






Today's poem, I think, states the obvious. When we've always had little in the way of material things, we're content. Ah, but when we have more, the appetite is whetted. We want more.

I was interested in the content/discontent relationship as I jotted these few words on a scrap of paper. Later, it seemed to me that it had a certain feel, a certain sound ... a poem, perhaps.

Here it is:


DISCONTENT


I was content
with what I had,
until I had more.

After that,
I discovered,
I could not
be satisfied
with any less.

© 1996

(originally published in Capper's)


Today's word: satisfied

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