Sunday, August 24, 2008

My Soul is a Pack of Coyotes

My soul is a pack of coyotes
Trying to catch a rabbit
In the field of my imagination.
My heart is a flock of seagulls sleeping on water
With fish going right under them
In every direction
Just like my bloodstream.
My body is an Encyclopedia of bones,
Every bone a different word,
Making my body the way it is.

- Jalen Thompson

This poem was written by Thompson at age 9. The form, the repeated conceit of metaphors for different parts of the body and spirit, and the concrete visual imagery give this poem striking impact.

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