The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter

that searches for another heart that listens

quietly, attentively, eyes looking into your eyes,

nodding agreement at times, but never tearful.

That heart we seek and find is mute,

ever-changing, ever the same, as the moon.



(The title of this ronka is taken from the novel by that name by Carson McCullers. The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter was published when she was 23. It is a tale of some people out of sync with their world who are drawn to a deaf man, John Singer. I was first drawn to the book simply because I loved the title and the photo of the sad-eyed author on the back cover. I went on to read her other books and stories which include the equally attractively-titled The Ballad of the Sad Cafe.)