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Dazzling Silence
bless the deaf
who need to hear
the echo of a world
through others’ signs
remembering reverberations
of snapped consonants
substituting thumbs and fingers
for eardrums, vibration
for the ring of mobile phones
for them the foaming mist
of waterfalls abandon roars
to flying birds
and herds of elephants
rush by on silent
dust cloud feet
bless the deaf remembering
somewhere inside
how each instrument describes
itself upon the page
until turned around to see
the audience explode
into a sea of
gloves and faces
waving programs
but most of all
bless those born
innocent of sound
what poetry of eyes
and fingertips, they write
in seagulls throats
what unborn melodies
they taste
between the stars
ears for them
are soundless planets
revolving around a brilliant sun
© Johnmichael Simon
2007
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