Try as I might,
to hide from the words
Distant and fleeting,
they still can be heard
The nouns are a kite,
lone verb as the tail
Flying within me,
my heart their contrail
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
Deafened To Hear
The ending in sight,
—beginning so near
What’s loosened now tight,
—those deafened to hear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)