384 pages

In 129 minutes

Some things

Of course

Had to give

But the questions ignited

Cannot be satisfied

With excuses

About the time constraints

Of film adaptation

Where was the snow

That spurred the snowman

Made of dirt and slush

Of black and white

That so closely resembled

Mr. Avery?

Mr. Avery, where were you?

Where was the school

With Miss Caroline

Burris

Little Chuck Little

Walter Cunningham

And Miss Gates?                                

Where were Aunt Rachel

Uncle Jack

And Cousin Francis?                                          

Where was the fire

Of Miss Maudie’s house

That brought out neighbors

And a blanket

And Boo?

Calpurnia, where was your

Church

Your congregation

Your son

Your dilemma?

Dolphus Raymond, where was your

Paper bag

Your kindly grin

Your conscious drunken swagger

Your words for Dill?

Mrs. Dubose, where was your

Addiction

Your battle

Your clock

Your camellia

Aunt Alexandra, where were your

Tea parties

Your ideas of Fine Folk

Your critiques of Atticus and Scout?

Jem, where were your

Fighting fists

Your invented games

Your tears for Boo and Tom?

Atticus, why didn’t you

Take off

Your jacket?

Scout, why didn't you

Stop

Look

Remember

Realize

On the Radley porch?

Nelle Harper Lee, what happened to your

Mockingbirds?

Your voice?

Your depth?

Your story?

Your novel?