Monday, July 23, 2007 8:08 AM
Illustration Friday: Poem
When you spit from the twenty-sixth floor
And if floats on the breeze to the ground
Does it fall upon hats
Or on white persian cats
Or on heads, with a pitty-pat sound?
Oh, I used to think life was a bore
But I don't feel that way any more
As count up the hits,
As I smile as I sit,
As I spit from the twenty-sixth floor.
~ Shel Silverstein
Where the Sidewalk Ends
My favorite poem of all time. Hands down.
Listen to the master read it (and others) himself, here (track 26).
Labels: illustration friday
french toast girl #
ART, iNSPiRATiON, AND WHY LiFE iS LiKE FRENCH TOAST.
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