So many published poets from Kentucky.
I never dreamed myself among so many.
Quite dismayed reading their airs
When I compare mine to theirs.
I am one lonely voice.
I offer but a choice.
Will I be read or heard
Or lost among the herd?
Among so many singing birds
A canary is quite ordinary
But its voice is surely worth
A hearing on this earth.
Many poets come from Kentucky.
Not all claim my abode.
A canary may be ordinary,
At least it’s heard by those nearby.
(After reading A Brief Anthology Of Kentucky Poetry/June 28,2007)
Some advice....One must Squawk like our parrot to be heard around this place.
why would you be content a caged canary when you can aspire to be a nightingale? rachel
and i am lucky to have heard the canary, good one sing us all the songs.
Ben, I appreciate your poem as a Baltimore poet feeling lost here in Virginia Dorothy
i would love to read those kentucky poets. can you post some of them here under kentucky poets. do they write about fried chickens ben? .
good poem, it reminds me that no matter the amount of people that see one's work it will always as its value
I like the imagery in this poem and also the message. There might be many singing birds but perhaps only one or two that sing in tune, or that they have a finer song than all the other birds. Lovely poem. HG: -) xx
'A canary may be ordinary, At least it’s heard by those nearby.' Admirable insight. The canary sings well without pretension.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The voice of every true poet deserves to be heard on this earth. Congratulations, Ben! Your modesty becomes you. Warm regards, Sandra