(William Blake, 1794)
Little Fly
Thy summer's play,
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.
Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?
For I dance
And drink & sing;
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.
If thought is life
And strength & breath;
And the want
Of thought is death;
Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.
Because I worked in a drosophila lab for a few years, not so long ago, I have come to appreciate this poem. Drosophila have an average lifespan of 23 days.
I invite you to post your favorite (short) poem, fable, short-short story/ novel excerpt or a video link to a movie scene, even music video that produces a narrative of a non-human animal. After, offer 1-2 sentences on why your chose it.
Please POST in this conversation thread. Length of post is your choice.
