“Boy and Egg Every few minutes, he wants to march the trail of flattened rye grass back to the house of muttering hens. He too could make a bed in hay. Yesterday the egg so fresh it felt hot in his hand and he pressed it to his ear while the other children laughed and ran with a ball, leaving him, so little yet, too forgetful in games, ready to cry if the ball brushed him, riveted to the secret of birds caught up inside his fist, not ready to give it over to the refrigerator or the rest of the day.”
Quote by Naomi Shihab Nye
Book:Fuel: Poems
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Fuel: Poems
Fuel is a collection of poems that delve into the concepts of energy and fuel, examining their various metaphors and implications in both literal and abstract senses. more
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