Sunday, October 28, 2012


Poetry is the site of salvation
where the unquiet find their peace,
despondent insomniacs find kindred spirits
as despair and joy give way to a shared silence.
Poetry is a candlelit vigil
commemorating our damaged souls,
 giving dignity to the grotesque,
Arranging sound and image,
until a warmth settles in-between abdomen and chest.
Poetry rescues the dehydrated
With whispered words of compassion.

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