Dejeuner du Matin

I’m going to cheat a little bit with this morning’s poem. Normally, I type it all out myself, in an effort to remember what I read. However, I do not speak French, and I think the original French is important here. And it looks neat. And there’s absolutely no way I am going to be able to figure out the WordPress formatting to do the columns!

So I ask forgiveness…I borrowed the image below from Tumblr somewhere…and honestly I don’t remember where. I pasted it into my journal at the beginning of National Poetry Month. Bad Blogger!!!!!!! I fully deny credit here, this is not my image. But, I loved the poem, and I want to share it with you.

I love this poem because of its absolute simplicity. It starts out with such an every day routine, but then it moves into such a strong emotion, that you almost can’t help but sob at the end.



Jacques Prevert