Jump to content
Poetry Magnum Opus



Recommended Posts




Slowly, slowly

the little snail

climbs Mount Fuji


sends a message to his wife:

pretty good day today!

Snails have their systems.


Well, dear, I made –oh - 2.5?

He’d be talking about metres:

Fuji has 3776 of those things


going up into the snowline

getting gradually colder, so

pure, so apart from sweltering


skin-itching, sleep-depriving

bugfucked Japanese summers

people endure below.


Even snails in their shell

have been known to complain

among the roaring cicadas


in their dusty pines

down on the plain.

Don’t take a chill my honey


says Mrs. Snail. I want you

back here safe and sound.

It’s all right my darling.


I know my way along the ground.

I do not share the human hell

of doing things for money.


I do what I must do

for the snails of Japan, for the Emperor,

but most of all for you!



Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim

Link to comment
Share on other sites

After some strenuous thought, difficult for me, I wanted the snail to be a loyal Samarai, ready to give all to his master. It's difficult for me not to let my love for the taste of escargot to twist my thinking. I Know, all my thoughts are twisted.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.

Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

  • Create New...

Important Information

By using this site, you agree to our Guidelines.