Poet as silence

          
As unmitigated sound    un
mediated
           tone of possible
           palpable presences

morning hints warily at
wounds
           at the tip of    trust
           of harbinged rhythms

to tug at the poetic handle
that
           scans sense of self
           as an unmundane possibility

true to beginnings    true
to
           the etched tenacities that
           bring to an end    –

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