White Noise

WHITE NOISE

Listen. How the wind whispers our secrets.
How a light rain will speak any language.

–from American Fractal
first published in Poetry Midwest

5 Comments

  1. Good things do come in small packages, don’t they?

  2. Sandee Lyles

    Oh yeah… this one too.
    the whole freakin’ book… the end.

  3. Nice to hear/read this on a Saturday morning, rain hitting the roof, hot coffee before me.

  4. Nice work!
    PS Did you get my e-mail about July? I’m always afraid my AOL mail is filtered out as spam…
    Thanks!

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