Tuesday, October 17, 2006


O! To belong to a thing
that will have none of you!
To be a fish that belongs
to the sky.
There's a copper key
on the ocean floor
that works a wind-up bird.
Its song could teach a fish
to fly.


Bookend said...

you are beautiful in so many ways

no matter where you are

didn't know you were a fellow blogger

its been so long since I've been on here!!1

Linda S. Wingerter said...

I think I might not have been able to guess who this was, were it not for the "roller derby" listed in your profile...

Grace Lin said...

i love this poem...especially the fish reference

Linda S. Wingerter said...

I forgot about your fish, Grace, and how they were accosting you. Sorry! :D