Tuesday, January 30, 2018

silence

the hall empties out
a final door bang
swirling papers

the tired monk sits
waits
reads a few more lines
by the dimmed night lights

closes his books
waits
dwells in the rare
deep silence

2 comments:

  1. I can almost FEEL that "rare, deep silence." Beautiful, Ollie.

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  2. Dwells...deep silence. Very nice. To me it conjures up a Monk in winter who contemplates more intensely as he is sheltered from coldness "...a final door bang...swirling papers..." Very good.

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