A bat is born Naked and blind and pale His mother makes a pocket of her tail And catches him. He clings to her long fur By his thumbs and toes and teeth And then the mother dances through the night Doubling and looping, soaring, somersaulting Her baby hangs on underneath All night in happiness, she hunts and flies Her high sharp cries Like shining needle points of sound Go out into the night and, echoing back, Tell her what they have touched. She hears how far it is, how big it is, She lives by hearing
The mother eats the moths and gnats she catches In fall flight; In full flight The mother drinks the water of the pond She skims across. Her baby drinks the milk she makes him In moonlight or starlight, in mid-air Their single shadow, printed on the moon Of fluttering across the stars, Whirls on all night; at daybreak The tired mother flaps home to her rafter. The others all are there They hang themselves up by their toes, They wrap themselves up by their brown wings. Bunched upside-down, they sleep in air. Their sharp ears, their sharp teeth, their quick sharp faces Are dull and slow and mild. All the bright day, as the mother sleeps, She folds her wings about her sleeping child.
-Randall Jareli .
Theme:
Animals are also living things and they too have hearts and feelings.
Though bat is viewed as a vampire by human, it is also an organism which has its own family and feelings. Each and every organism should be seen as itself and not in a view how we imagine.
Bat
A bat is born
Naked and blind and pale
His mother makes a pocket of her tail
And catches him. He clings to her long fur
By his thumbs and toes and teeth
And then the mother dances through the night
Doubling and looping, soaring, somersaulting
Her baby hangs on underneath
All night in happiness, she hunts and flies
Her high sharp cries
Like shining needle points of sound
Go out into the night and, echoing back,
Tell her what they have touched.
She hears how far it is, how big it is,
She lives by hearing
The mother eats the moths and gnats she catches
In fall flight; In full flight
The mother drinks the water of the pond
She skims across. Her baby drinks the milk she makes him
In moonlight or starlight, in mid-air
Their single shadow, printed on the moon
Of fluttering across the stars,
Whirls on all night; at daybreak
The tired mother flaps home to her rafter.
The others all are there
They hang themselves up by their toes,
They wrap themselves up by their brown wings.
Bunched upside-down, they sleep in air.
Their sharp ears, their sharp teeth, their quick sharp faces
Are dull and slow and mild.
All the bright day, as the mother sleeps,
She folds her wings about her sleeping child.
-Randall Jareli .
Theme:
Animals are also living things and they too have hearts and feelings.
Though bat is viewed as a vampire by human, it is also an organism which has its own family and feelings. Each and every organism should be seen as itself and not in a view how we imagine.
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