The Sound of White

written one spring when dandelions filled the air ... and my allergies went haywire

Dandelion fluffs amass in the corners of my porch

pretending

to be snow

completely naive and undone

 

waiting for me to speak from

the smallness of knees to chest

 

of the order and timing of the universe

arbitrarily familiar in sleep-deprived moments

of startled alone

 

It feels like letting go of the sky

this complication of symphonies in D and

amber fossils warming the temperature of ink

set about this page

 

But I listen for the sound of

your smile in the fullness of dreams

     in the hum of white.noise running along soft sheets

  in the absolute physicality of snow in May.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

I've come back because... well, you know the reasons why your writing is hug in lieu of the human being for me, after so many years .. ..

' .. .. arbitrarily familiar in sleep-deprived moments .. .. .. of startled alone .. .. .. It feels like letting go of the sky .. .. .. this complication of - '

Sighing into Christmas, wishing you what you give to so many others over the years ..

[Ed Hart]

you do this so well...it is a pleasure to witness the unfolding of your soul, even thus

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I listen to the sound of your smile............beautiful J!