Quiet!

I hear my world better

when there are no words

closed library eyes see

eddying images churn

before being controlled

writing a new narrative

it’s kind of safer than

letting reality intrude

chapters repositioned

shaded recollections

able-body paradigm

altered to glimmer

requiring the world to

turn on my direction

allowed in silence

truths register deep

interpolated origins

finely recognized

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2013

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