A little bit different from Pope's Ode on Solitude, it clutches in a handful of silence scattering from the stars under the moonshine sometimes, sometimes felt in the orchards and when marking how the things are, how do they exist?
The silence of the falling vase
before it strikes the ﬂoor,
the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child. OHH this is a very fine meditation. Silence in my mind, in your mind, in our experiences. tony
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my first time reading this one by billy. as usual he satisfies my imagination with his descriptions (for me the first two lines are most striking) . and i resonate with his last line—silence is precious when we find it, enter it, from all the noise in the world. -gk