A wondrous bird is the pelican
Its beak holds more than its belly can
It can hold in its beak
Enough food for a week
And I don’t know how in the helican.
I read somewhere that the limerick is the only truly English-language form of poetry. Everything else is borrowed from somewhere else. So I submit that in honour of the English, who no doubt stole it from the Irish. Nothing to do with the bird, of course.
Jim T
Jim – I had never heard that about the limerick. Certainly they are wondrous birds. (Also, alerted by your follow-up comment, I have corrected the final line of your limerick and it seems to have taken. I think it matters how you hold your tongue.)
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Photo Memory of the Week
Posted: 2025 Mar 08
Music of the Week
Poetry of the Week
Wild Geese
- Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
A wondrous bird is the pelican
Its beak holds more than its belly can
It can hold in its beak
Enough food for a week
And I don’t know how in the helican.
I read somewhere that the limerick is the only truly English-language form of poetry. Everything else is borrowed from somewhere else. So I submit that in honour of the English, who no doubt stole it from the Irish. Nothing to do with the bird, of course.
Jim T
Jim – I had never heard that about the limerick. Certainly they are wondrous birds. (Also, alerted by your follow-up comment, I have corrected the final line of your limerick and it seems to have taken. I think it matters how you hold your tongue.)