[1756] Dilemma

I want to be
        famous
so I can be
        humble
about being
        famous.

What good is my
        humility
when I am
        stuck
in this
        obscurity?

	-- David Budbill

A friend of mine sent me this impish poem which she came across in  an
anthology titled "Good Poems", edited by Garrison Keillor - a collection of
American poems. For that, I am grateful to her.

Nothing to be said about this poem. Just read it, enjoy it and find yourself
grinning your sheepish, guilty grin :-).

The poet's website can be found at http://www.davidbudbill.com , with a link
to his biography.

Neville.

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From: James Westbury <icydesign@>

I love the closing metaphor, here. So simple, so poignant. Life is futility.
We spend our lives trying to make something of ourselves, only to die and be
made nothing of. We spend our lives trying to make a name for ourselves...
but how will we ever know what name we've made when we're dead?