Poem for the Day - Odd Blocks by Kay Ryan

Odd Blocks
by Kay Ryan

Every Swiss-village
calendar instructs
as to how stone
gathers the landscape
around it, how
glacier-scattered
thousand-ton
monuments to
randomness become
fixed points in
finding home.
Order is always
starting over.
And why not
also in the self,
the odd blocks,
all lost and left,
become first facts
toward which later
a little town
looks back?

From "The Best of It" by Kay Ryan. A good poet to read for her quirkiness, turns of phrase and that have you thinking 'why can't I do that?'