The Little Man Who Wasn't There

I love random quotations and out-of-context sayings. It just opens up endless possibilities as to the context and the circumstances of the sayings.

Today, a quoted poem from an American poet and educator Hughes Mearnes caught my eye:

As I was walking up the stair
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish, I wish he'd stay away.

This is exactly the kind of poem that triggers imaginations. I was intrigued by the non-existent of the person that the writer wrote about. But after I think about it more, this is quite a creepy poem, probably belongs in the opening scene of a horror movie somewhere.

PS: The above poem is called Antigonish, or better known as The Little Man Who Wasn't There

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