a prayer is a tiny camera
the smallest opening
to earth’s inner music
just as it falls
into silence
something in me
keeps trying to answer
(title is from Lee Sharkey’s poem “Equations”.)
the smallest opening
to earth’s inner music
just as it falls
into silence
something in me
keeps trying to answer
(title is from Lee Sharkey’s poem “Equations”.)
Lovely in depth and brevity.
Stunning
This poem is breathtaking!
I haven’t read Lee Sharkey yet, but I bought her “Calendars of Fire.” That line you used as a title is haunting. I’m pulling that book out now, to begin reading immediately. Thanks for that nudge.
the smallest opening
to earth’s inner music
nice.