The Tiger - by Nael, age 6
The tiger
He destroyed his cage
Yes,
YES
The tiger is out
I used to not "get" poetry, until I stopped trying to get it and just started to enjoy it. And unironically, this little poem written by a grade one student who knows how many years ago is the poem that did it. There is just something about it that clicked with me bypassing all my intellectualizing instincts.
To this day, it's my actual favorite poem. To the point that it inspired my first (and so far, only) painting, attached to this post.
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