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Friday - April 14, 2006 at 08:54 PM inThe Laughter of Children
Poets evoke the laughter of children for images of joy, happiness, innocence....
None of these poets have ever heard my children laughing. The twins have a very special laugh, a sort of hyperkinetic Beavis-and-Butthead laugh crossed with a donkey's braying that anyone--parent or not--will instantly recognize as meaning only one thing: These children are up to no good. It might be some toy meeting an undeserved fate, carefully arranged sewing supplies strewn across the floor, mud footprints on the carpet, or some bit of mischief I haven't yet seen. The laugh is always the same: heeeeeheeeheeeeeeheeeee. And my reaction is always the same: "Where's the neighbor's cat?" Posted at 08:54 PM | Permalink | | | |