Leonard Gontarek: National Security

Monday: Alphabet Soup.

Tuesday: Alphabet Soup.

Wednesday: Punctuation Soup.

The sun cinches the edge of winter trees.

Why this talk of seeing

into your own nature?

Huang Po says to me,

and only to me.

The humming is outside

and inside myself.

I am buzzing streetlights.

Striped bulbs spinning rapidly underground.

I keep talking and talking

so there is something

while the leader is

forbidding one more thing,

his pen dipped in baby blood.

Copyright 2017 Leonard Gontarek

One comment on “Leonard Gontarek: National Security”

1. Aldona Middlesworth

   August 19, 2017

   

   I love this poem by Leonard Gintarek about what is seen/unseen, heard/unheard.–Aldona

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