how speak to
the absence
that never listens
cannot hear
a word they say
it hovers head height
& swallows all sound
& light
a mess a beam
me up scotches
only the negative
space for rent
for rants aa empty
as every word
repeated
ad nauseam
Douglas Barbour
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Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuations 2 (UofAPress).
Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
Venerable Optimist
He saw the dark as a ragged garment
spread out to air.
Through its rents and moth-holes
the silver light came pouring.
Denise Levertov
