Homo Ridens

"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about...and that was the beginning of fairies." J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan and Wendy

And what was there to laugh about,
in this prehistoric night? Would the sound echo,
or would the black's nap suck it up
like so much spilled champagne?
And who was it that came along next,
and lifted the star-clad child?
Some vast nurse, who waltzing, swaying,
lullaby muttering, said,

Baby, it's not that funny.

photograph by Tamera


Katie said...

I have a picture that has hung in my daughter's room since she was born with the Barrie quote on it. She was always laughing as a baby and the quote reminded me of her.

Recently, we have taken a turn for the more somber. So, I am going to print this poem out and add it to her little "I'm a 13 year old emo kid" wall.

That's sad and hilarious all at the same time!

Kate Horowitz said...

13 is probably the worst age for everything. You and she have my sympathies. I have found, though, that a little fairy dust does wonders for the mood... a pinch of glitter in an unexpected place can always make me smile.

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