I prefer movies. <br />I prefer cats. <br />I prefer the oaks along the Warta. <br />I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky. <br />I prefer myself liking people <br />to myself loving mankind. <br />I prefer keeping a needle and thread on hand, just in case. <br />I prefer the color green. <br />I prefer not to maintain <br />that reason is to blame for everything. <br />I prefer exceptions. <br />I prefer to leave early. <br />I prefer talking to doctors about something else. <br />I prefer the old fine-lined illustrations. <br />I prefer the absurdity of writing poems <br />to the absurdity of not writing poems. <br />I prefer, where love's concerned, nonspecific anniversaries <br />that can be celebrated every day. <br />I prefer moralists <br />who promise me nothing. <br />I prefer cunning kindness to the over-trustful kind. <br />I prefer the earth in civvies. <br />I prefer conquered to conquering countries. <br />I prefer having some reservations. <br />I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order. <br />I prefer Grimms' fairy tales to the newspapers' front pages. <br />I prefer leaves without flowers to flowers without leaves. <br />I prefer dogs with uncropped tails. <br />I prefer light eyes, since mine are dark. <br />I prefer desk drawers. <br />I prefer many things that I haven't mentioned here <br />to many things I've also left unsaid. <br />I prefer zeroes on the loose <br />to those lined up behind a cipher. <br />I prefer the time of insects to the time of stars. <br />I prefer to knock on wood. <br />I prefer not to ask how much longer and when. <br />I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility <br />that existence has its own reason for being.<br /><br />Wislawa Szymborska<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/possibilities-21/
