Norman Fischer
Roar
The Tibetan gong sounds...
Dies slowly in the air
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Air conditioner, low dull roar
Scratch of pen on paper, hush,
Like a purposeful wind
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Heel of writing hand sliding across paper
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Swallowing, shuffling, coughing, inhale, exhale
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Click of closing fountain pen cap
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“Sound” without sound
Like a fire in an absent crematorium,
A distant benign silent roar.
Words are unfortunate,
They could do better,
Their still small hopeful voices
Copyright © 2008 Norman Fischer
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