A book

I am the leaves of a book
A forest of unspoken words
I am opened to a page of lavish pictures
I am folded to an unreadable verse
I am turned to a stark blank page
Snapped shut


2 thoughts on “A book

  1. Bravo!

    Sitting over words
    Very late I have heard a kind of whispered sighing
    Not far
    Like a night wind in pines or like the sea in the dark
    The echo of everything that has ever
    Been spoken
    Still spinning its one syllable
    Between the earth and silence

    ~ W. S. Merwin, Utterance


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