Tag: poems

  • Love

    Just as musical chords can lie hidden / for someone to strum the silent strings, / I hold love in my heart and bide, / though no one has yet come by.

  • With the Night

    With the night my silky dreams dissolved. / With the night my quiet singing stopped. / With the day, my poem arrived swimming / on the storm with a fierce echoing sound.

  • It’s This Night

    It’s this night and this book and this poem I read / while being birthed, this night had heard my first scream