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I Chop Some Parsley While Listening To Art Blakey's Version of "Three Blind Mice"
And I start wondering how they came to be blind.
If it was congenital, they could be brothers and sister,
and I think of the poor mother
brooding over her sightless young triplets.
Or was it a common accident, all three caught
in a searing explosion, a firework perhaps?
If not,
if each came to his or her blindness separately,
how did they ever manage to find one another?
Would it not be difficult for a blind mouse
to locate even one fellow mouse with vision
let alone two other blind ones?
And how, in their tiny darkness,
could they possibly have run after a farmer's wife
or anyone else's wife for that matter?
Not to mention why.
Just so she could cut off their tails
with a carving knife, is the cynic's answer,
but the thought of them without eyes
and now without tails to trail through the moist grass
or slip around the corner of a baseboard
has the cynic who always lounges within me
up off his couch and at the window
trying to hide the rising softness that he feels.
By now I am on to dicing an onion
which might account for the wet stinging
in my own eyes, though Freddie Hubbard's
mournful trumpet on "Blue Moon,"
which happens to be the next cut,
cannot be said to be making matters any better.
Billy Collins
I Chop Some Parsley While Listening To Art Blakey's Version of "Three Blind Mice by Billy Collins
I like this poem because it is funny and makes me laugh especially this line ‘And I start wondering how they came to be blind.’ Because my imagination starts going wild wondering how these three mice came to be blind. The poet brings up a very good point in the verse ‘how did they ever manage to find one another?, Would it not be difficult for a blind mouse to locate even one fellow mouse with vision let alone two other blind ones?’ The poem itself is nice because it doesn’t have a pattern and I also like the way the poet discusses it almost. I love the way it gets me thinking about the three blind mice and how they actually came to be and the lines ‘has the cynic who always lounges within me up off his couch and at the window trying to hide the rising softness that he feels.’ Really does to me have represent my feelings when I think of those poor mice unable to see and now have no tails ‘to run through the moist grass or slip around the corner of a baseboard’ . It just breaks my heart. Now whenever I read this poem or here the rhyme ‘three blind mice’ I actually wonder how the mice came to be blind and not just laugh at the thought of seeing someone being chased by three blind mice.
By Billy Collins
I really love this poem!
And I start wondering how they came to be blind.
If it was congenital, they could be brothers and sister,
and I think of the poor mother
brooding over her sightless young triplets.
Or was it a common accident, all three caught
in a searing explosion, a firework perhaps?
If not,
if each came to his or her blindness separately,
how did they ever manage to find one another?
Would it not be difficult for a blind mouse
to locate even one fellow mouse with vision
let alone two other blind ones?
And how, in their tiny darkness,
could they possibly have run after a farmer's wife
or anyone else's wife for that matter?
Not to mention why.
Just so she could cut off their tails
with a carving knife, is the cynic's answer,
but the thought of them without eyes
and now without tails to trail through the moist grass
or slip around the corner of a baseboard
has the cynic who always lounges within me
up off his couch and at the window
trying to hide the rising softness that he feels.
By now I am on to dicing an onion
which might account for the wet stinging
in my own eyes, though Freddie Hubbard's
mournful trumpet on "Blue Moon,"
which happens to be the next cut,
cannot be said to be making matters any better.
Billy Collins
I Chop Some Parsley While Listening To Art Blakey's Version of "Three Blind Mice by Billy Collins
I like this poem because it is funny and makes me laugh especially this line ‘And I start wondering how they came to be blind.’ Because my imagination starts going wild wondering how these three mice came to be blind. The poet brings up a very good point in the verse ‘how did they ever manage to find one another?, Would it not be difficult for a blind mouse to locate even one fellow mouse with vision let alone two other blind ones?’ The poem itself is nice because it doesn’t have a pattern and I also like the way the poet discusses it almost. I love the way it gets me thinking about the three blind mice and how they actually came to be and the lines ‘has the cynic who always lounges within me up off his couch and at the window trying to hide the rising softness that he feels.’ Really does to me have represent my feelings when I think of those poor mice unable to see and now have no tails ‘to run through the moist grass or slip around the corner of a baseboard’ . It just breaks my heart. Now whenever I read this poem or here the rhyme ‘three blind mice’ I actually wonder how the mice came to be blind and not just laugh at the thought of seeing someone being chased by three blind mice.
By Billy Collins
I really love this poem!
