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A Flock of Sparrows for Majel: The Lonely People Who Confess Their Honest Truths

A Flock of Sparrows for Majel

Majel, have you noticed how lonely Anaïs feels this morning?
Only an hour ago in 1936 I heard her weep, I heard her cry,
“I have just spat out my heart”.

(About a 2 minute read)

Majel, have you noticed how lonely William feels this morning?
Only a half hour ago in 1601 I heard him weep, I heard him cry,
“This above all: To thine own self be true”.

Majel, have you noticed how lonely Carla feels this morning?
Only a quarter hour ago in 2019 I heard her weep, I heard her cry,
“People think there’s something missin’ from girls
Who seldom speak”.

Majel, have you noticed how lonely Mark feels this morning?
Only a minute ago in 2019 I heard him weep, I heard him cry,
“The last day of sanity, that day is arriving now”.

Majel, have you noticed how lonely Jane feels this morning?
Only seconds ago in 2019 I heard her weep, I heard her cry,
“The ghost of my son — his abandoned soul — folded for me a paper pig”.

Mark said it best, Majel, he said it true, when he said those who confess
Their honest hearts and minds so often confess their truths in loneliness,
And to the crowd of passers-by.
They confess to the crowd of passers-by.

Sometimes in moments of unbidden gratitude,
I have thought of you, Majel.
I have sometimes thought of you
Laying upon your side
And upon your favorite couch
In those long, flowing dark dresses
That you have worn since the night we met.

Laying on you favorite couch
Reading your favored book of the week.

Sometimes in moments of unbidden gratitude,
I have seen how you are one who listens,
One of those who listens to the confessions
Of the world’s honest people.
One of those who listens to the confessions
With rare understanding.

There are better tongues,
But there are no better ears
Than yours, Majel.
No more honest ears than yours.

8 thoughts on “A Flock of Sparrows for Majel: The Lonely People Who Confess Their Honest Truths”

  1. I love the structure of this and the drops of meaning throughout, like ink into water.
    The last lines brought it home for me: ‘There are better tongues, But there are no better ears’. A shared understanding of all you speak of, but convened in a multitude of ways. Each one mentioned going through something, a struggle, a test. I felt Majel take on an almost deity like role, with all these calamities laid at their door.
    I’m looking forward to the other sparrows in the series, falling to climb I envision.

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  2. How intuitive you are, Paul. I was going to mention to you that the person most bothered by my quietness was me, and that it made me feel frustrated, or defective. But no. It makes me feel… lonely. You are the one, Paul, with honest ears and rare understanding.

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  3. Beautiful. Beautifulbeautifulbeautiful. I’m thinking that maybe if I write the word enough times I won’t be expected to say anything intelligent. I read it last night, and that’s the word that surfaced in my mind. I thought that maybe today I might come up with something better, but I’m still too overwhelmed by its beauty.

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