The Escaped Gorilla, by David Wagoner

Re-posted from  the Writers Almanac. A source everybody should listen to and read again on a regular basis. This poem is simply beautiful 

The Escaped Gorilla 

by, David Wagoner 

When he walked out in the park that early evening
just before closing time, he didn’t take
the nearest blonde in one arm and climb a tree
to wait for the camera crews. He didn’t savage
anyone in uniform, upend cars
or beat his chest or scream, and nobody screamed
when they found him hiding behind the holly hedge
by the zoo office where he waited for someone

to take him by the hand and walk with him
around two corners and along a pathway
through the one door that wasn’t supposed to be open
and back to the oblong place with the hard sky
where all of his unbreakable toys were waiting
to be broken, with the wall he could see through,
but not as far as the place he almost remembered,
which was too far away to be anywhere.

http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2012/10/04

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