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| "Let Go/Hold On," Athena Petra Tasiopoulos |
Little Voice
Human voice why do we hear you inside
ourselves when no sound escapes us
If wind is the thought then the trembling tree
is the throat and the leaves that exalt
in jostling each other are the voice
Even though it sounds like they are saying
shhhhh So that the wind says shhhhh
Am I allowed to have a voice Why
am I permitted to speak
What comes from you is yours
but it is not yours once you release it
Like all creatures
the voice wants to live
Unlike all creatures
the voice can live without its body
No vessel No carton No shell
Snail-soul fly forth as sound
and also as soundless marks
Crawl and scurry and float
Image above by Athena Petra Tasiopoulos
beautiful. so glad to see you writing and posting poems. Though I only know you through this blog, I think of you and remember my days as a new mom, so tired and exhilarated and depleted all at once. Congratulations on all of it, creating people and poems at the same time--like juggling magic and mysteries, all the balls in the air.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for this comment! I really appreciate you reading, and sharing your memories and sweet words with me! Exhilarated/depleted is so apt! <3
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