Robin Wyatt Dunn, Winter 2017

the man is a word
hovering around the edge
muttering
showing us faces
hinting at his relationships
his dreams

he is speaking
moving his mouth
hovering around the edges
gesturing
pointing
telling us the things that have happened to him

he is sad
too much has happened
he is unable to tell everything

nor can we listen to it all

but:

we can see what the man cannot
the sea behind him
and all it has seen
as it gives him to us
from his day

rhyming the words out of his mouth

some terrible voyage
from stars

and the birth
of his berth
of words

 

 

 

Robin Wyatt Dunn writes and teaches in Los Angeles. Recently he was
made a finalist for poet laureate of his city.

 

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