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Snapshots 2006

Poetry Index

Out of My Skin
Monarch
A Matter of Scale

Heat Wave
Poet and Pet
Awakening
Rebirth

A Reasonable Life

Snapshots 2006
Haikus
Hush and Listen
Faces
Lizard Thoughts
Thunder
White Rose
Mother of the World
Finally

Poems 2005 —
Passion & Discontent
Absence
Blind
Dance
Dry
The Wake of Disaster

Evening
Mama's Tears
Nude
Old Furniture
Pertoglyphs

Rest
Saved
Sounds of an Empty Promise
Entertainment
Sycamores
Three Quarters
Vientos del Mediterráneo
Weavings

Battle
Giving In

Poems 2004
The Dissappearance of Lao Tsu
Nameless Beauty
Commuting
Memory Game
Every Little Thing Counts
Landscapes of Yo Yo Ma's Brazil
Miles (to Miles Davis)
The Colors of Piazzolla's Tango

War and Peace
Making Friends
Old Glory
Kabul Update
Take Heart
March Madness

Poems 2003
Johnny Cash
Between Heartbeats
"Naked Poetry"
Sunflower Sonnet No. 1.5

New York City
My NYC is not your NYC
SanitationWorker, NYC
Gentrification
Passing By
Belly-button Renaissance
West Chelsea

Poems 2002
Crisis
Finding Each Other
Kindred Spirits
Meteor
To Our Youth
At Sunset
Questions
Hollyhock
Holland in Winter

On Society
Mirrors
McKinney X-Tex
Lady Liberty
Making Friends
Old Glory
Walking

Life's Lessons
Child's Life
Crashing Surf
In Search of the Unknown
Love at First Sight
Holding Hands
Grandpa's Tools

Musings
First Snow
Impressionism
Anonymous
Downcast Eyes
Sagrada Familia

In France
French Gardens
Air Show
Cell Phones 01-04

Churches
Lovers in the Castle



Hush and Listen

Hush and listen to the music
of the foreign tongue.

Do you hear
the waves breaking on the shore,
the clapping of the women preparing bread,
the frigid wind upon the plains,
the brittle dry of scarcity,
the howling of beasts,
the calls of birds?

Do you hear
bare feet on forest trails,
water rushing over rocks,
insects calling in the night?

Do you  hear
rhythms of hoe cutting earth,
rhythms of pestles pounding grains in hollowed trunks,
rhythms of oars against the water,
rhythms of hooves on mountain paths,
rhythms of sobbing years,
rhythms of laughter and cheer?

Do you hear
complaints of toil against the odds
waiting in perpetual fear,
twang of monotonous days?

Do you hear
the scent of history,
the taste of food cooked in earthenware,
the fire of celebrations,
the footprints of wanderers searching new homes.
the hopeful tale
the disappointed shrug?

Hush and listen to the music
of the foreign tongue.

© 2007 Richard Sidy


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