Wonder my Thumb

Will I ever know my thumb?
I draw and draw and draw
it and it
escapes me – this wondrous
digit opposing
my knowing;
escaping my
efforts to ink
it. No, it
remains far from me even
as this mysterion holds
my page,
while its twin masters
my pen.

6 thoughts on “Wonder my Thumb

  1. Miranda Gray says:

    As I get older, I find it easier and easier to see my big toe in my thumb and vice versa.

  2. shoreacres says:

    Isn’t it funny that we describe someone who seems clumsy as being “all thumbs”? From the perspective of your poem, a few extra thumbs should do us good.

    And isn’t it true that, just as saying a familiar word over and over can make it seem utterly strange, looking at a familiar object with any degree of intensity can make it appear just as odd?

    Now I need to go off and take a better look at how Tom Thumb and Thumbelina got their names…

    • agjorgenson says:

      Well, it would be hard to draw if I were all thumbs, but it would also be hard to draw if I were thumbless. Two thumbs suits me just fine! Perhaps Tom Thumb and Thumbelina will become fodder for The Task at Hand!

  3. jannatwrites says:

    I’ve never really pondered my thumb… perhaps I should have, it is quite interesting when you think about it 🙂

  4. agjorgenson says:

    Thumbs are definitely worth a think!

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