Sonnet on Otherness My bones my breath my thoughts my wants my I my me my mine ~ I throw into the bright white fire of light that sways my spine. With power to reveal the real ~ even darkness can be kind. The night that will conceal & seal, the shade in which all things can shine. Our air that birthed both you & me, & helped our hearts begin to beat, is everywhere it needs to be, gives & yet remains complete. If I didn’t have the sense of ‘other,’ would I ever suffer?
David Leo Sirois is a Canadian-American poet published 137 times, in 21 countries, in 12 languages (such as Hindi, German, & Spanish). He hosts the Zoom continuation of SpokenWord Paris. First collection: Humbledoves (poems to pigeons & plants). He won Third Prize in Winning Writers’ Wergle Flomp Humor Poetry Contest, & his poetry has appeared in journals such as The Bombay Review, Paris Lit Up, & One Hand Clapping.
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