April 23, 2011
Saturday Poem
Old Skin
staggering towards me
I’ve cast you off
years ago
shrugged you off
left you, put you down at the side of the road
for ravening
by any passing predator
old skin – when your face splits open
in recognition –
you know me now
but not what bar you left me in –
what else would you say but
‘how’re ya, me oul skin’
by Paula Meehan
publisher PIW © 2005
staggering towards me
I’ve cast you off
years ago
shrugged you off
left you, put you down at the side of the road
for ravening
by any passing predator
old skin – when your face splits open
in recognition –
you know me now
but not what bar you left me in –
what else would you say but
‘how’re ya, me oul skin’
by Paula Meehan
publisher PIW © 2005
Posted by Jim Culleny at 09:33 AM | Permalink
Comments
This cool poem reminds me of leiolepis ngovantrii a lot.
The species is entirely female and gives "virgin birth."
Posted by: Dredd | Apr 23, 2011 10:08:57 AM
now this is a poem
Posted by: maurice | Apr 23, 2011 2:39:22 PM
The ‘rule’ that promulgates that the goal of heterosexual copulation is meant for the purpose of passing genes to the next generation has a curious refutation on the reproductive strategy of the Amazon fish Pœcilla formosa. In this species only females exists that reproduce asexually passing their full genetic component to their daughters without direct fecundation by spermatocytes. But needing the presence of sperm to unleash the process of transforming the egg into an embryo, the prospective mothers utilize the sexual favors of another different species (Pœcilla latipina) whose males ‘donate’ their sperm (without passing their genes) to the other breed and without any patent adaptive benefits for them, besides the copulating ecstasy.
Maybe, in their way of 'thinking' that's good enough...
Posted by: Felix E F Larocca MD | Apr 24, 2011 12:17:12 PM
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