Does he think? <br />Too small to be real, bearing <br />A marked resemblance to the trousered rabbit; <br />Apparently knitted, <br />The only clear distinction between him and the thing with which <br />He holds communion being <br />The cap of golden fuzz over the ears <br />And definitely fingers. <br /> <br />Rabbit is an artifact, however. <br />Verily knitted. <br />Rabbit, flung, sprawls <br />Uncomplaining. <br />Rabbit chewed <br />Is mercifully bloodless; <br />Rabbit, <br />Inspected and abused, deserves <br />A medal for patience. <br /> <br />As for the other <br />Small cuniculomorph, <br />Agent of these ritual indignities <br />And muttered spells, <br />There is more behind the <br />Blue-bead eyes than bears question, <br />Far more than old nylon stockings and foam chips, <br />There is (and wonder at it) <br />Sufficient <br />Unto itself and still enough to spare <br />Of magic mind <br />Wherewith to gaze life into his woollen ally <br />So I could swear <br />The beast reciprocates the stare. <br />- And does he think? ?<br /><br />Pamela Ann Frances Crane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rediscovering-rabbit-week/
