the thoughts of an avid reader

Someone once told me that posting twice in one day is a blog-faux-pas. I have not posted in a while so I am making up for lost time. This one will be quick. I came across a poem that really made me laugh…then made me cry a little. Enjoy.

“Fat Is Not a Fairy Tale” by Jane Yolen

I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Cinder Elephant,
Sleeping Tubby,
Snow Weight,
where the princess is not
anorexic, wasp-waisted,
flinging herself down the stairs.

I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Hansel and Great,
Repoundsel,
Bounty and the Beast,
where the beauty
has a pillowed breast,
and fingers plump as sausage.

I am thinking of a fairy tale
that is not yet written,
for a teller not yet born,
for a listener not yet conceived,
for a world not yet won,
where everything round is good:
the sun, wheels, cookies, and the princess.

The last stanza of this poem is amazing and hopeful.  When will there be a teller and a listener from a world not yet won with greed, hate, racism, bigotry, jealousy, war… I hope in my lifetime.