Poetry and Discussion

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.  (Robert Frost)

not ee

the dark sky sighed
and
silent scintillations of stars
cast a net enfolding you in
the universe’s arms
on the night you were
born
 
light from nowhere glowed on snow
and there was
silence
in the cold air
brittle with the weight of frozen light that
shone upon your entrance
 

An old man's voice...

An old man’s voice is poetry. The stanzas are designated by lung capacity and dementia. A march of accepting reluctance. Wrinkles and spots. He speaks with a limp, but a strong limp- falling or crawling again. His breaks are unorthodox- The silence grips your throat- you choke along. There is a woman- no doubt there must have been. Then unexpected- uncomfortable-perfect- the unmasking of a cold volta -birth- age- death.

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