“the sounds pronounce an older utterance out of the shadows”
-W.S. Merwin
from misdirection voices emanate
just beyond comprehension
echoes of some other speaker
along distant cliffs’ edges
near emptied city squares
some where other than where
we turn in hopeful expectation
of a lover’s warm embrace
we can’t hear each other truly
the words we share stand
muffled in the dazzled sound
playing a newer distraction
in this day’s perpetual crisis
we miss the nuanced pleas
for reconciliation and fall
to the floor forlorn and silent
(August 7, 2013)
