Sharks' Teeth | ||
Everything contains some silence. Noise gets its zest from the small shark's-tooth- shaped fragments of rest angled in it. An hour of city holds maybe a minute of these remnants of a time when silence reigned, compact and dangerous as a shark. Sometimes a bit of a tail or fin can still be sensed in parks. -Kay Ryan ------------------------- Poetry Friday today is hosted by TWO WRITING TEACHERS. Head over that way and scroll down for links. Enjoy all the moods! |
"The miracle is not to fly in the air, nor to walk on the water, but to walk on the earth." (Chinese Proverb)
Friday, June 18, 2010
Poetry Friday: Kay Ryan
I'm just in a Kay Ryan mood. Which is kind of a Valerie Worth mood, with a little more edge:
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I love Kay Ryan! This one is new to me. I read her poems over and over again, looking and listening for rhyme and rhythm...now I'll look (but mostly listen) for those shark's teeth of silence that remain in my city hours...
ReplyDeleteHow very funny! I also posted all about Kay Ryan yesterday, and I was thinking exactly what you said--Valerie Worth with an edge. For me (how embarrassing) it's a discovery.
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