I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
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very, good write; very poetic full of rhythm' I give the bird my sympathy.
when the poet says but a plea and upwards to heaven he flings, well in other words what can flings replace as/? ? ? ? ? /
Great poem, I see Mr Dunbar, working as a elevator boy, inside this steel cage, waiting and praying, sending a song straight from his heart to God, just as David did while watched his sheep in the fields.
Paul L. Dunbar is on of my favorite poet. He knows what the caged bird feels.
Absolutely beautiful poem. Wow, Maya Angelou's best known poem is a rip off! She doesn't even give Dunbar credit.
Excellently described how the caged bird feels.