Contributor Series 9: If Men Had Ears
After Praise for the Leaving*
By Ellen Kline McLeod
Notes have their place on a staff or resting, folded neatly on a bed side table telling reasons for leaving words of sad songs sung in the heart hurt and sorrow strummed across pulp fibers delicate pink paper in the palm saying goodbye because the refrain which comes around again and again no matter what the middle verse has become noise pollution slapping the drum which must be seen as silent and now must go
*Inspired by Cassie Premo Steele’s Praise for the Leaving from This is how honey runs (unbound CONTENT, 2010).
Ellen Kline McLeod has poetry forthcoming at vox poetica in 2011.
As my emotions rise, I expect to hear the production begin.