Photo "Stream" Brian Federle, 2014
It is not speaking that breaks our silence,
but the anxiety to be heard. Thomas Merton
In chilled twilight swells
the chorus overwhelming
echoing passion,
half of water, half
of leafy bank, they fill the
night with lusty will,
persistent, straining
these marshland poets converge,
anxious to be heard.
This takes one's imagination away
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