17 February 2009

Echoes - Roy Conant

What I said
Rebounds,
Resounds
In ways
I did not say

My words
Return in fractals
I do not comprehend
Less than ever said
But more than I
Intend

Words live
Forever
In the ether.
Spirit voices
Once raised
Transcend,
Weave rounds,
Viral wreaths and
Endless fugues of
Arial arrays

The life of the word
Is unbroken
The speaker hears
Only a token
Of what anyone
Has ever
Spoken.

2 comments:

roy said...

Hi Carrie -- Just happened to google myself and see you have posted my poem to your blog. I am honored, even more so because you are another Leo... :=)

Thank you for honoring my words so by posting them on your blog -- I am flattered.

Roy Conant
Portland, OR

www.lothlorienwoods.com
roy.conant@gmail.com
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P.s. And what a coincidence that another Carrie, formerly of Portland now of Eugene and also a Leo, loves this poem!

roy said...

P.s. P.s. -- I'm curious about how you found my poem "Echoes"

thanks!

roy