as a cup jingles spare change.
The abundance of spring.
So, i was skimming through quote files (yes, i have multiple word processing documents with quotes copied into them -- you should not be surprised by this), starting with The Last Unicorn. As a title for this poem i decided on
“Why did they go away, do you think? If there ever were such things.”
“Who knows? Times change. Would you call this age a good one for unicorns?”
“No, but I wonder if any man before us ever thought his time a good time for unicorns.”
-The Last Unicorn, Peter S. Beagle
“How can I be cruel? That is for mortals.” But then she did raise her eyes, and they were great with sorrow, and with something very near to mockery. She said, “So is kindness.”But i couldn't condense that into a title.