Five siblings inherit a blanket. They lie beneath it, together, to stay warm.
          But arms and legs stick out and the siblings squabble and tug. They do
          not realize that they would all fit if they just moved closer together.

This is the Blanket Story. Poets, artists, and musicians have responded to this tale in creative ways. All poems appear here, our ONLINE POETRY SHOWCASE. Visit our main page to find out more about the project.

Christopher Woods

stay

when we are all here
we are far from the world
where anything can happen

when we are here
we breathe each other's breath
touch what binds us

if we leave all this
we could be lost
might be doomed

so we stay for now
but we are growing
larger than we once were

we are running out of blanket
our limbs reach out to sky
to roads that lead away

best to stay if we can
better to stay asleep
dream of being small again.







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