Mike Barrett

(June,1943 / Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada)

A Proclamation - Revisited [23 Years Later]


Last night
The heavens held me.

I embraced them
As countless times before.

Again tonight
They've absorbed me -
Have forced me
To write these words;

' Cosmos,
Take one millionth
Of a second.
Silence
Your incessant H u u u u u u u u u u. '

' Listen to me. '

' I still love you! '

' Did you hear that? '

' Know it! '


© M. Barrett – all rights reserved

Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 23, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Back in 1982 I, now an Eckist, reviewed the original poem and changed the line, 'Your incessant Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.' to 'Your incessant Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.'

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