She Kept A Parrot

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Making a Fist Naomi Shihab Nye For the first time, on the road north of Tampico, I felt the life sliding out of me, a drum in the desert, harder and harder to hear. I was seven, I lay in the car watching palm trees swirl a sickening pattern past the glass. My stomach was a melon split wide inside my skin. ‘How do you know if you are going to die?’… Read More

Japanese Maple by Clive James Your death, near now, is of an easy sort. So slow a fading out brings no real pain. Breath growing short Is just uncomfortable. You feel the drain Of energy, but thought and sight remain: Enhanced, in fact. When did you ever see So much sweet beauty as when fine rain falls On that small tree And saturates your brick back garden walls, So many Amber Rooms… Read More

Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow For Thine is the Kingdom Between the conception And the creation Between the emotion And the response Falls the Shadow Life is very long… T.S Eliot The Hollow Men

The Parrot Abandoned her icy Perch On ┬áMonochrome Island In her search For Warm Breezes Bold Colors Sunshine And Magical Gardens Filled with Dreams Where the shadows Keep Their Secrets And The dying Amaryllis Sings Where the Mother Tongue Is┬áMock┬áHeroic Spoken With A Wink Where all the Flowers Wear Primary colors And The Street Lamps Are Sculpted Gold Where all the seasons Are Seasons in the Sun And The Children Paint All… Read More