English Department’s Owl
The Owl at English Department
by Nathaniel Chang (2007)
Of this river side campus in which we stay,
Always a constant owl idly flies and sits
Beholding me that all the roles play,
Disguising diversly my eyes do not see.
Sometimes I joy when glad encounter fits,
And mask in happy like a supreme Comedy
But at times the owl sees me as a nihil
I weep and make my pains a Tragedy,
Yet the owl beholding me with the constant eye,
Let the heartless rain falling on my head
But when it cries I soothe, and when it laugh
I wish it is the true laugh from its deep heart
What then can move the owl? if I could find the way
One day I may say, cute thy owl let’s call it a day.
