Sunday, May 2, 2010

Who Me
(Ballad of the Hoot Owls)

10:40
Soundlessly
dark has settled
drenched the earth
waking the nocturne
suddenly from on high
an emphatic cry

Voice 1:
I who am here am here who
I am who is here
Is there a you here who
I who am here am here who
I am who is here
Listening for you here who

5:40
Faintest glow
barely preceding
premonition of dawn
stills night's last
suddenly from on high
again an emphatic cry

Voice 1:
I who am here am here who
I am who is here
Is there a you here who
I who am here am here who
I am who is here
Listening for you here who

Voice 2:
I who too am here now am here who
I too am who is here
Is that you here too who
I who too am here now am here who
I too am who is here
Is that you here too who

Voice 1:
I who am here now am glad who
Am happy that you are here too
Am happy there is a you who
Is happy that I am here too who

Voice 2:
I who too am here now am glad who
Am happy there's now a happy you who
Listens at night for my who too
As I listen at night for your who who

Larry Piltz
Indian Cove

1 comment:

  1. I really love this one. Owls are a preoccupation of mine. My two year old son likes to talk about them, we often do, and he likes to say "who who"! I'm going to read this to him tomorrow, I have a feeling he will find it remarkably funny. He will appreciate it in one capacity now, and as he grows it's meaning will shift, and he will appreciate the spirit of art and your spirit as an artist. Thank you for sharing this, it's quite charming. I'm smelling a project; I'd treasure a display/physical manifestation of this piece. I'll be sure to share it with you as it progresses, assuming it's alright with you if I carve it in something or incorporate it into my home or art.

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