Sunday, September 10, 2006

POEM: Soft Voices

He hears the pages in books
whisper as he turns them,
and the words whisper, also.
He sometimes listens
to the voices
of his lungs, rising and falling,
or to the hum of his heart.
The whole earth often sighs
as it spins along,
and he listens
and sighs.

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