New Whispers

Sometimes,
  in the shadows
  of the early morning light

Resting in the 
  shade,
  awaiting the beginning
?
And hiding
  from the end
  of all that’s unpromised

I watch
  the questions disguise themselves 
  as often answered

And tuck
  new whispers soft within, 
  —a certain change

(Chicago Illinois: July, 1977)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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