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Started writing poetry in 2001. Read at the Vilenica Festival, Slovenia; The Green Mill Room, Chicago; and The Whitehouse- (no, not 1600 P. Ave) Won ...
Rosa Miceli
broken pianist

Poems

Akira Chinen Feb 2018
There is a small hole
in the brick wall under the counter shelf
just big enough for a tiny door
a tiny door that may or may not
lead to a kingdom of mice
mice that do not fear cats or men or traps

noble mice
clever mice
kind mice

mice that may or may not be true gods
that may or may not have blood
older than Odin or Zeus or Athena or Isis or Horus
pulsing through their veins and raging in their hearts
old mice of old myths of old times of old fables
living lives of true importance
guarding the virtues and secrets

of why and why not
of how and how not
of when and when not
of where and where not
of and of not

mice that are guardians
of all that is good to know
and all that is too horrible to know
and must be kept secret
from being known at all

no easy task

not for men
not for cats
not for gods

and not for mice

not even for mice that may
or may not be gods

so when you find a small hole
among the bricks
of a wall under a counter of a house
or an office or a coffee shop
that is just big enough for a tiny door
a tiny door that may or may not
lead to a kingdom of mice

know that they are
noble mice
clever mice
kind mice

and if you are able
you may want to build a tiny door
to keep them and their kingdom safe

for though you may be tempted
to know all that is good to know
and you may be tempted
to catch one of these mice
and ask it to spare you a secret or two

remember that these are mice
of noble hearts with noble blood
blood that may or may not
be older than any gods name you may pray to

and they must also always be on guard
for all the things that are too horrible
to know and must be kept secret
from being known at all

and to distract them
for even the slightest of moments
may be the beginning of the end of us all