Lois Read

Rookie - 105 Points (1/17/26 / Chicago, Illinois)

Words - Poem by Lois Read

Words resound in my soul like gongs
or the bells in the Buddhist temple
where the saffron-clad boy-monk
sidled close to me on the bench
to see what I was sketching.

Words bounce like lottery balls
in a wire cage,
wake me from a sound sleep
crying out
'use me! Use me! '

Words are what the poet singsd
off-key or on
to celebrate the everyday
the cosmic and the comic
the chorus of the universe.

Words. Placed by the poet in a certain way
tweak the ear and the heart
to sidle close
to listen carefully
as the world pours in.

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Comments about Words by Lois Read

  • William F DoughertyWilliam F Dougherty (7/10/2012 5:22:00 PM)

    The analogy of continuity and transmission is well-taken, creates a spine, a structure
    to which words and themes may adhere.
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  • William F. DoughertyWilliam F. Dougherty (11/6/2011 3:16:00 PM)

    Got that right: words are seductive. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 4, 2011



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