$20
Item#: 2010SYR16
11x17-inches, printed on heavy weight (100-pound) Hammermill cover paper. We package each print with a piece of chipboard in a clear plastic sleeve.
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Bluebirds strafe two cats
as they stroll down Midland Ave.
A bulldog watches.
This is the first collaboration between my wife, Shirley and myself to be published.
One nice summer day we sat in our backyard and passed poems back and forth as much as twenty or thirty times.
Each time it got better. We ended up with four keepers; this is one of them. It was a magical time which we've never been able to repeat since. For one day we gave up our egos, and became haiku writing machines.
I liked this poem because of the very light subject matter. I chose the poem during the time we were going through the transition between good and bad weather. I thought this would be perfect to illustrate the side of Syracuse we all wish lasted longer.
In general, poetry is interpreted differently by every reader. But the strength of this poem is that it is very straight forward. I liked that I could pick a poem that would be hard to offend the poet with my misinterpretation. The street is no place in particular. It is like many in Syracuse. The houses are like those around campus and so anybody who lives in Syracuse can relate to it.