Zen Pencils by Gavin Aung Than for February 15, 2016
February 08, 2016
February 22, 2016
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 hopped sidewise to the wall To let a beetle pass He glanced with rapid 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 butterflies off banks of noon Leap Splashless as they swim. - Emily Dickinson
Pretty little birdie with the yellow bill,Sat upon my window sill;So I gave him some crusts of bread,And then I crushed his @#$%-ing head!
(Old USMC running song)