The Linnet's Wings The Winter´s Tale, Ravens and Robins - Page 72

The Winter´s Tale Like a Lost Pair of Kites by John C Mannone [S]evering me from an irreplaceable part of my- self, letting it loose like a kite on a broken string…I keep searching the sky…to see, rather like hearts, a lost pair of kites —A Christmas Memory by Truman Capote It is that Christmas after the city fell to its knees as crumbled skyscrapers. Some things should be forgotten but not how to pray. My mother always said to listen to my heart, to follow my dreams… things every mother says to her son as she kisses him on the forehead. Now, her lips are pressed into silence except when the morphine that courses through her heart, prompts her delirious rancor while the music crackles through: ‘Do you hear what I hear? A star, a star, dancing in the night With a tail as big as a kite.’ 72