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Sunday, June 04, 2006

I Like this Poem

Extinction of Silence

That it was shy when alive goes without saying
We know it vanished at the sound of voices

Or footsteps. It took wing at the slightest noises
Though it could be approached by someone praying.

We have no recordings of it, though of course
In the basement of the Museum, we have some stuffed

Moth-eaten specimens-the Lesser Ruffed
And Yellow Spotted-filed in narrow drawers.

But its song is lost. If it was related to
A species of Quiet, or of another feather,

No researcher can know. Not even whether
A breeding pair still nests deep in the bayou,

Where legend has it some once common bird
Decades ago was first not seen, not heard.

A.E. Stallings

Now would everybody please shut up?


Pam said...

............ (me saying nothing)

Joyce said...

Could I get eighth graders to understand this inspiring poem?

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