Frank Adams’ most recent poem to appear here was “RSVP” (March 2017)
Safety
By Frank Adams
All are naked, none is safe.
—Marianne Moore, What Are Years
There are no safe places.
Safety is an illusion.
No places to hide
where we cannot be found.
Our souls stripped bare.
We are watched,
monitored,
overheard.
Secrets are told.
Even graves are robbed.
This is very appropriate for today’s time. Well done.
A timely poem that is powerful for its what it whispers.