Of pigeons and poems

May 5th, 2009

What is it about small children chasing pigeons? They all do it, the pigeons always fly away, the children always try again. There are many small disappointments that make my son cry, but the escape of the pigeons has never been one of them. He just laughs and tries again.

That is how it should be to try to write a poem and fail: joyful in the running, laughing when the words slip away irredescent against the sky. We do the same thing, my son and I, though he does not know it yet. We chase after pigeons. Sometimes I catch one.

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