Art picture, Silence and Space by Bernard Walz.
Sometimes it’s healing. Sometimes
it hurts_
I take this,
and I preach it
to the birds
They sing, I tweet
in the jingle jangle lyrics of my
sacred preacher, holding
resisting the noise, yet
embraced by it,
in my moments
of confusion
Decision time, never comes, always
breeding on my silence
developed consistently in experimental jars
simmering all my sweet and bitter uncertainties.
Silence, chosen on my phone
Restricting how-do-you-do’s,
breaking news, please-and-thank-you’s,
see-you-tomorrow’s, and
take-care’s – of what?
Please repeat!
(Days of covid-19 curfews in Athens, May 2020)
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