[Kaddish]
For God
there is nothing
more important
than sound.
To sit
soundless
in his house
is to have
lived all wrong
all along.
Poets belong
to the tempo
of that house.
Stacy and Uncle Mike
play there.
And sometimes on the sea there’s room to speak
and I pretend to hear all three of them.
2 comments:
thank you Maggie xx caroline
Thank you Maggie. In sound . . . xOj
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