wind

Hello, my delightful digital friends!

This week’s poem seeks to convey some dense themes in just 31 words.

An homage, if you will, to a surrealistic “less is more” stylization.

Especially, when you don’t count the 4 repeated words, there’s really only a stingy 27 words.

As someone who spends a great deal of time stylizing much of his work as a New Formalist, this poem represented a serious creative challenge for me.

And I personally adore the result. But who cares what I think?

I’m most interested in hearing your thoughts, feelings, and reactions to the poem in the ‘Leave a Reply’ comment section at the bottom of this page.

-PS Conway ☘️ ☘️ ☘️

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wind

windborn susurrations    

–  –  – tremolo earache  

fledgling frequencies

ancient obsequies

rumors of madness

whispers in the night  

crane neck into cool breeze   

– – listen……… shh. listen.  

it’s only wind

it was always – only –       

wind