11-05-2022, 09:04 PM
Hi Tim-
This poem strikes me as commentary on the "nameless" users of the internet who troll or otherwise vent their anger, knowing that no one will know who they are, hiding behind their anonymity. As usual,, I've subtracted in areas that seem to go overboard:
Sunrise waits for the nameless
as their fire subsides.
They have everything to say
as though speech were salvation
against silence, they bark
into the north wind,
fill the void
with carelessness.
Inside their invisible identities
they swarm with meanings
and lay down
with the lion of morning.
This poem strikes me as commentary on the "nameless" users of the internet who troll or otherwise vent their anger, knowing that no one will know who they are, hiding behind their anonymity. As usual,, I've subtracted in areas that seem to go overboard:
Sunrise waits for the nameless
as their fire subsides.
They have everything to say
as though speech were salvation
against silence, they bark
into the north wind,
fill the void
with carelessness.
Inside their invisible identities
they swarm with meanings
and lay down
with the lion of morning.