Tuesday, June 19, 2007
He was amazed at himself suddenly; it had occurred to him to let the snake flee, to let it glide away and be lost in the lowly worlds of its kind. Why should he allow it to escape?
He lifted a heavy boulder from the ground and thought: Now I shall bash your head and see you die. To destroy that evil grace, to mangle that sinful loveliness.
But it was very strange. He could not let the rock fall on the snake's head, and began suddenly to feel sorry for it. I am sorry, he said, dropping the boulder. I beg your pardon. I see now that I have only love for you.
He lifted a heavy boulder from the ground and thought: Now I shall bash your head and see you die. To destroy that evil grace, to mangle that sinful loveliness.
But it was very strange. He could not let the rock fall on the snake's head, and began suddenly to feel sorry for it. I am sorry, he said, dropping the boulder. I beg your pardon. I see now that I have only love for you.
"Snake"
William Saroyan
¶ 1:45 PM William Saroyan
