“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Friday, January 17, 2020
Counting downward
How many times
have I worn a watch
(consistently)
until it stopped
being consistent
so I stopped wearing it
?
Why try
to rely
upon such fragile devices
(like butterfly wings)
that beat on deaf ears
while years
go by
like hours
?
Like most of us
I check the phone
for answers
to more than
Hello?
(without a pulse
that I can count)
How fast was it All
going
by day, by night
-impossible to tell
ourselves or the others
without a second-hand
account.
Artwork by Winslow Homer, wood engraving, 'Another Year by the old clock' c. 1870 in Public Domain.
Sunday, September 2, 2018
Conductivity and Rhythm
The bass was low all day,
the only thing that resonated
was my deaf ear toward the treble.
When my eyes bulge with tears,
it is time to surrender,
when the bones feel metallic and leaden,
light notes miss their harmony.
A dread tastes sour and acrid
in the back of the mouth.
An idea of where one is and
what must be done is conjured
in a line, the music keeps time
alive, lightening the load
a feeling carries a tune
echoing the heart and human
need to be moved by sound.
Painting by Johann Carl Loth (circle of) (1632 - 1698) – Painter (German)Born in Munich. Dead in Venice.Located at the Palace Museum in Wilanów [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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