A Loud Cacophony – a poem by Judy DeCroce

A Loud Cacophony

recall the quiet of churches
the precipice of streets
with the spokey sound of bikes

while a parenthesis of quiet
is poked through but not lasting
trucks, trains, fading clatter

not so now
noise moves through and around
and again around
carried in pockets
or hands
or in clouds, somehow––

the world is too loud for angels

 

Judy DeCroce, a former teacher, is a poet/flash fiction writer who has been a frequent contributor to Palettes and Quills and An Upstate of Mind.  She is a professional storyteller and teacher of that genre.  Judy lives and works in upstate New York.

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