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absent sonnet

 

By not writing – think.
If we’re talking absences,
he is without ink
and the means.
I’m gratified by absences
and the space to unthink.
Give the lowly the means.
A length of silence is ink.
Generation,
you
speak
and speak too much.
I’m a gap in the answer.
Do you have any to share?

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About michaeleganpoetry

Liverpool based poet and editor. I have had four pamphlets of poetry published, most recently After Stikklestad (Knives, Forks and Spoons Press, 2010). Penned in the Margins published my first collection, Steak & Stations, in 2010.

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