“there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.
”
When I first read this poem, I was surprised by just how much I identified with it. There IS a bluebird in my heart... and there is a darkness in us all. We cannot exist without it. The Light and happiness we feel gets balanced off. We cannot have one without the other. Too much of a good thing is never ever enough. and too much of a bad thing is sometimes glorious and frightening. With this curation I was hoping to show the bluebird that resides with the darkness in us all.
The week beginning May 9 will be guest curated by Ralph Whitehead and the theme will be ABSTRACTS. Please to upload your images here.
