My favourite poem
I'm sure the lawyers among you will like the second line ... but it's the fourth line that gets me every time.
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Seesaws by Samuel Hazo
The bigger the tomb, the smaller the man.
The weaker the case, the thicker the brief.
The deeper the pain, the older the wound.
The graver the loss, the drier the tears.
The truer the shot, the slower the aim.
The quicker the kiss, the sweeter the taste.
The broader the crime, the vaguer the guilt.
The louder the price, the cheaper the ring.
The steeper the climb, the sheerer the slide.
The higher the odds, the shrewder the bet.
The rarer the chance, the blinder the risk.
The colder the snow, the greener the spring.
The braver the bull, the wiser the cape.
The shorter the joke, the surer the laugh.
The sadder the tale, the dearer the joy.
The longer you live, the fewer your years.
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Appeared in The Atlantic Monthly, April 2004.
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Seesaws by Samuel Hazo
The bigger the tomb, the smaller the man.
The weaker the case, the thicker the brief.
The deeper the pain, the older the wound.
The graver the loss, the drier the tears.
The truer the shot, the slower the aim.
The quicker the kiss, the sweeter the taste.
The broader the crime, the vaguer the guilt.
The louder the price, the cheaper the ring.
The steeper the climb, the sheerer the slide.
The higher the odds, the shrewder the bet.
The rarer the chance, the blinder the risk.
The colder the snow, the greener the spring.
The braver the bull, the wiser the cape.
The shorter the joke, the surer the laugh.
The sadder the tale, the dearer the joy.
The longer you live, the fewer your years.
.......
Appeared in The Atlantic Monthly, April 2004.