(September 25, 1930 – May 10, 1999 / Chicago/ Illinois)

A Light In The Attic

There's a light on in the attic.
Thought the house is dark and shuttered,
I can see a flickerin' flutter,
And I know what it's about.
There's a light on in the attic.
I can see it from the outside.
And I know you're on the inside... lookin' out.

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For the life of me I never understood why Shel Silverstein was ever taken seriously as a poet. His verse is simplistic to the point of moronic and lends a great deal to the argument of free verse poetry being the refuge of inferior poets and poetry.
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this words of poem were composed whimsically may be
I read this poem September of last year and now again today. One can only know what its about if they have experienced it themselves. He recognizes a kindred soul in someone who is yet to wake up to it themselves.
My name is Dorcas and I go to North East High School.My music teacher turned this poem into a song and we are going to sing in to other students in school.IT HAS A REALLY GOOD BEAT. THIS IS THE BEST POEM I HAVE EVER READ.IT HAS A GOOD MEANINING
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