poetry

Extroverts

Extroverts

we puzzle for a moment
running down the
extended-family checklist

there has to be one
doesn’t there?

we sit together in silence
thinking

poetry

silent E

silent E

I make ‘em say their names
draw the sound out long
quiet but fierce
fir gets set ablaze
cap transforms into hero-wear
not carries a message
a hug grows large
scars terrify
a pin towers
I blow ‘em up big
make ‘em sound hard
shove little flat hats
down tight on their heads
don’t let ‘em forget
who they are

poetry

mindful silence

mindful silence

in the deep dark of the glowworm cavern
there’s no chatter, no photos
(our guide warned)
and we are immersed/transfixed
by black water rushing below us
while above constellations of electric blue blips
are scattered at random like so many stars
all we can do is suck in our breath
and look

later a woman asks
Why did we need to be quiet?
So we could all enjoy it
our guide says without apology
without hearing where
you’re going to dinner

poetry

the quiet lounge, DXB

the quiet lounge, DXB

sometimes it’s like stumbling on
the free quiet lounge –
a calm room filled with recliners
(many unoccupied) –
right before you settle for
cold hard airport floor;
ask and
(sometimes)
faith answers