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The Rabbit Box
- GenresPoetry
96 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1970
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August 20, 2015
A most unusual vintage children’s book for grownups celebrating the mystery of life and the magic of falling in love.
"I waited for you to fall in love with someone else … but you didn’t & now i’m faced with the biggest terror of my life, knowing i am enough even at my worst for you to love me all your life.”
"I waited for you to fall in love with someone else … but you didn’t & now i’m faced with the biggest terror of my life, knowing i am enough even at my worst for you to love me all your life.”
October 29, 2022
Soft about the moss the wild fern uncurls ever so gently where a rabbit is born king of nervous things.
If crocuses in the dirty snow made you cry & remember things…
Those things you remembered, that is my name
I am the rabbit
If they kept you a prize on their laps, if they crushed your ribs with their weird love, if you cried at night in your cage then you know my name
I am the rabbit
If you were hunted but walked into meadows to feel the blue of the sky at the price of your life
Then you know my name
I am the rabbit
If you make love with one eye on every leaf that moves then you know my name.
If she had only two weeks to live she would look you straight in the eye & say,
“I have only two weeks to live.”
She knew life is no great shakes. She never clung to it, it clung to her.
She loved you. She wasn’t afraid.
When you were cruel, she lowered her eyes till you said something nice.
When you lied, she blushed a little & looked out the window.
She trusted you. Knowing you were not as good as you seemed.
She was often bored. Always rightly so, her silence had no fear in it. Her silence was right.
She expected nothing but craziness from us all.
When we were sweet she liked us
When we landed on the moon she laughed.
When we killed the earth she just smiled a little & died with it.
If you need a thousand years of peace before you will ever trust the world again, then you know my name
I am the rabbit.
If you were quiet once & that was your poem then you know my name
I am the rabbit
I waited for you to fall in love with someone else to get tired of my difficult ways to tell me finally, I’m leaving you, you’re hopeless but you didn’t & now I’m faced with the biggest terror of my life, knowing I am enough even at my worst for you to love me all your life.
If you were talking about yourself & someone was looking deep into your eyes & their smile made you stop talking & you blushed but did not look down & said I loved you & tears came to your eyes, then you know my name
I am the rabbit.
If you didn’t love someone less because they loved you then you know my name
I am the rabbit
Robins how can you tell the difference between your eggs & the sky?
I was the nervous white rabbit of your arms I didn’t deserve to be loved that much but you figured time was short & life was picky & I guess I was fun sometimes or maybe I was in spite of myself less painful to you than most.
Little mouse be careful everything suddenly wants to live.
Fill it with water to the brim stick these clean white tulips in
& there shall come a brilliance the forests will be translucent mint & soft yellow & glass chickens will have inside tinkling glass eggs that hatch to small transparent chicks.
All you who exploit your ability to be dead you do not know my name.
All the daring to live that you were not afraid of that is my name
I am the rabbit
If crocuses in the dirty snow made you cry & remember things…
Those things you remembered, that is my name
I am the rabbit
If they kept you a prize on their laps, if they crushed your ribs with their weird love, if you cried at night in your cage then you know my name
I am the rabbit
If you were hunted but walked into meadows to feel the blue of the sky at the price of your life
Then you know my name
I am the rabbit
If you make love with one eye on every leaf that moves then you know my name.
If she had only two weeks to live she would look you straight in the eye & say,
“I have only two weeks to live.”
She knew life is no great shakes. She never clung to it, it clung to her.
She loved you. She wasn’t afraid.
When you were cruel, she lowered her eyes till you said something nice.
When you lied, she blushed a little & looked out the window.
She trusted you. Knowing you were not as good as you seemed.
She was often bored. Always rightly so, her silence had no fear in it. Her silence was right.
She expected nothing but craziness from us all.
When we were sweet she liked us
When we landed on the moon she laughed.
When we killed the earth she just smiled a little & died with it.
If you need a thousand years of peace before you will ever trust the world again, then you know my name
I am the rabbit.
If you were quiet once & that was your poem then you know my name
I am the rabbit
I waited for you to fall in love with someone else to get tired of my difficult ways to tell me finally, I’m leaving you, you’re hopeless but you didn’t & now I’m faced with the biggest terror of my life, knowing I am enough even at my worst for you to love me all your life.
If you were talking about yourself & someone was looking deep into your eyes & their smile made you stop talking & you blushed but did not look down & said I loved you & tears came to your eyes, then you know my name
I am the rabbit.
If you didn’t love someone less because they loved you then you know my name
I am the rabbit
Robins how can you tell the difference between your eggs & the sky?
I was the nervous white rabbit of your arms I didn’t deserve to be loved that much but you figured time was short & life was picky & I guess I was fun sometimes or maybe I was in spite of myself less painful to you than most.
Little mouse be careful everything suddenly wants to live.
Fill it with water to the brim stick these clean white tulips in
& there shall come a brilliance the forests will be translucent mint & soft yellow & glass chickens will have inside tinkling glass eggs that hatch to small transparent chicks.
All you who exploit your ability to be dead you do not know my name.
All the daring to live that you were not afraid of that is my name
I am the rabbit
August 12, 2014
Something about this poetry differs so much from any kind of poetry I've read. Not only is it so mysterious, but it's beautiful and relatable. If you're looking for something interesting and short that isn't a story, read this!
February 25, 2021
The cursive forces you to read slower and for that I am grateful. A little box of rabbit dreams.
January 4, 2023
A really wonderful book such a treat to read and all the artwork… a great book to share with guests.
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