Notes About The Poem
the following poem was written in response to above image for an online poetry class
ANATOMY OF A WHISPER
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At first, it is only air~
a slight disturbance in the ordinary,
the way a moth’s wing bends the dark
without meaning to.
Then, the ear catches it~
not as sound, but as the ghost of sound,
a rumor passed between shadows
too thin to hold it.
It travels through the ribs,
settles where the pulse is weakest,
where the body keeps its quietest fears,
its oldest hungers.
By the time it reaches the mouth,
it has changed~
no longer just a breath,
but a blade, a key,
a confession wrapped in smoke.
And when it leaves you,
it takes something with it~
a name, a promise,
the last unbroken thing.
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