- Kimberley Pittman-Schulz
“Without love, we are birds with broken wings.” — Morrie Schwartz, 1916-1995, sociology professor
Who Do You Sing For?
Just before Valentine’s Day,
the first male cardinal begins his love song. I don’t know if some lovely female of his species hears it, but I do.
His desire is a fog in the cold air around his beak. The morning is otherwise silent and clear. Venus, like a pale fleck of confetti, is still visible above the mountain.
Quote from Tuesdays with Morrie. Poem originally written February 14, 2000, Williamsport, Pennsylvania