Abandonment and Abdication
You
with your hats like spires
and robes like termite tents.
How many layers
of bird shit and lightning strikes
do you carry on your heads?
How thick
is the poisonous fog of dead insects
that is hidden beneath your cloaks?
Yet still you chime
like pristine bells
whenever your rotted strings are pulled.
Drowning out
and covering up
the cries of your children below.
–April Resnick
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Thanks so much for reblogging my post. I changed the title and the link so you may have to re-post…it if you want to. Sorry…I am still learning about all the tech behind blogging. I hope you will repost if needed. I appreciate that you are reading.
I expected from that first “You” that this poem would hit hard.It stands there so isolated and singled out. I’ll have to read it a few more times to know who “You” is. Even if I don’t, I am edified by the sounds, tone, attitude, and rhythm of the piece.
Thanks so much. And here I thought the “you” was obvious. What are your thoughts about the YOU? I am curious.
Excellent. And perfectly targeted
Much appreciated. Glad to know I hit the mark. 🙂 Thank you.