Blue Bonnet Review

A Literary Journal Featuring Poetry, Fiction and Nonfiction by Talented Writers Around the Globe

A literary journal featuring poetry, fiction and nonfiction by writers around the globe. 

The Sadness of Wrens


Jim Zola 

Each year on the anniversary of his passing,
my father comes to me in a dream.
We talk like father and son,
ignoring the fact that he left life behind
like forgotten luggage
on a train station platform.
Last night in our conversation he told me
I had it wrong

But the numbers continue to add up.
Birthdays, bills, pins, pounds.
My wife laughs when I explain my theory of aging,
how it is the giving in that makes us old.
More laughter when I refer to the sadness
of wrens. Birdbrains, she says, no weeping.
But what about their song?

My mother gave me a crate full of old albums,
heavy black vinyl, dusty jazz, Russian masters,
light opera. In the confusion of sleeves,
I found a record labeled with my father's name --
Eugene. He recorded it sometime soon
after returning from the South Pacific,
in a sound booth where he sang
and paid for one copy. When I take it
to a friend who has the equipment to play
78's, we find it is too warped, scratched, faded.

I'm left wondering if it is full of the sorrow
I recall nesting in his voice those last years,
or joyful, glad to be alive.