better to speak no word at all however embroidered
than to let one snowdrop teardrop diamond fall
in an envious room
better to be sealed entombed;
let silence flower endlessly instead
and those who lie in wait to
stomp to death one earnest phrase
find nothing there to grasp;
the ghost of language gone;
all utterance ceased
then to prolong
the candle wick extinguished
by those despising light.
rage on;
you will find nothing there.
only the wounded, the incriminating air.
mary angela douglas 30 october 2020
Mary, I liked this piece very much. Thanks for sharing your thoughts so well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved your poem, and the caption too. Some lines are too beautiful, such as: 'let silence flower endlessly instead', and - 'the candle wick extinguished by those despising light.'