Zen Pencils by Gavin Aung Than for January 02, 2023
December 26, 2022
January 09, 2023
Transcript:
A bird came down the walk he did not know I saw he bit an angle-worm in halves and ate the fellow raw. And then he drank a dew from a convenient grass and then he hopped side wise to the wall to let a beetle pass. He glanced with rabid eyes that hurried all abroad. They looked like frightened beads I thought he stirred his velvet head. Like one in danger cautious I offered him a crumb. And he unrolled his feathers. And rowed him softer home than oars divide the ocean. Too silver for a seam or butterflied off banks of noon. Leap splashless as they swam. -Emily Dickinson
Nice!
Did you know that any Emily Dickinson poem can be sung to the tune of The Yellow Rose Of Texas? Arcane knowledge learned on the Day of the Dead on Babylon 5.