Ode to My Ears

planet of the blind

Up river and down—life inside my ears
Ghost-boats ferrying horses
Steam engines spit
Leaves at my feet
Listening without a single body


Do you still have them?
The faux diamonds you threw at your father?


In the morning
What matters
Is having the right feeling
So the clouds will trust you


Ears hold the world’s depth
Eyes complain about the candy dish


I miss Anselm Hollo who gave me a book when I was 20
Poems by Paavo Haavikko




Today I’m like the unborn
Listening and listening

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: