Monday, September 24, 2012

A Minor Bird

Today, I am sad. Sad, because I am sick. School is school, and school will always be there, for me to fall right back into its trap of work. Even right now I am working on my poetry assignment, for which I have to choose a poem that means something to me, and was written by a well known poet. I chose a poem by Robert Frost called A Minor Bird.

Here's his poem.

I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;

Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.

The fault must partly have been in me.
The bird was not to blame for his key.

And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song. 
I think this poem is lovely, and it kind of describes my feelings sometimes (not the mood I'm in right now). I believe that it has a deeper meaning, of how when sometimes, when your sad, you have a deep jealously of happy things, and you don't want to be around them. But, in the end Mr. Frost has come to his senses, and realizes, life is too short to act that way. You should be happy about the little things, and forget the petty stuff. And that is why I chose his poem.

Good bye, for now.
(Ahhhhh Meadham Kirchhoff..)

1 comment:

  1. I love the poem. It was cool to read it because I really like poetry.
    -Sienna :)