The Language of Listeners This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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well, if you do happen to remember
how we used to take dictation
from the trees

and scribble their murmurings
onto the sky
in the script of our language

which everyone,
including us,
had forgotten how to speak

then please call me again tonight
and we'll both stand alone
on our separate mountains

and maybe listen
to what the stars
have been trying to say

all these years.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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BenDover90 said...
Jan. 24, 2012 at 1:50 pm
this is a great poem. it really makes me think about listening and the trees and stars. good work
 
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