Second Saturday's Sonnet

Munchkin

By Eric Meub


 
 

 
 
 
 
 
That smile’s not just for anyone. You know
your falling houses, gingham dresses, To-
to too, with flowerbed discernments keen
enough to tell the good witch from the green.

Blank slate: that’s how Miss Gulch and kin may talk,
as if what matters most of all is chalk,
but bide your time: she’ll wipe and wax through black-
and-white to get her Technicolor back.

We won’t belittle you with what’s in store,
much less assume you’ll up and follow Dor-
othy’s rush, her ruby-slippered wonder dulled
by disappointment (nothing’s truly emerald).

We’d rather dance once more that not-in-Kan-
sas number where our yellow roads began.

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Copyright © 2014 by Eric Meub
Eric Meub, architect, lives and practices in Pasadena. He is the adopted brother of the artist, Susan C. Price. They respect, in their different ways, the line.