About the Cancellation of NoiseA Poem by JustPlainHereThere is a humming like a house continuing where it left off as I pull the buds from my ears - the fridge and furnace indistinct as a murmur of sound below a surface of water I've yet to breach. The sound of a world as only another world can hear. The hum for a moment is as stealth as the ring in an electric sign on a storefront only heard at night like the sound before a street bulb blows that was never meant to be remembered, but is now home outside of the symphony in my hands only alive in the treble streaming from each speaker like an old FM radio as if it was never meant to be so fully heard, but with the pan and the step, in lockstep with us.
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3 Reviews Added on February 6, 2023 Last Updated on October 31, 2025 AuthorJustPlainHereFLAboutPoets on life: “Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too?” ― Elizabeth Bishop “Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.&rdqu.. more.. |

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