Tuesday, September 21, 2010

a song for holly golightly

a Poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. --percy shelley

when we went to the pet store to buy a bird, we wanted two
so the first wouldn't get lonely.

"not if you want her to sing you don't."
the clerk interjected.
"only reason she sings is for a companion.
you give her one and she'll have no reason to sing."

how many people i see
are singing
only because they are alone in that cage.


  1. Sorry, 2 comments is probably overbearing but i do love this. I was in class and we read Maya Angelou's poem I Know Why the Caged Bird Sing, which slightly reminds me of this. Only yours leaves me more hopeful and happy.