Listening Game

Dave BontaRomantic
for Rachel

We play a game called Mouth & Ear: one speaks, the other listens. It’s simple. If your words are trees, mine are finches, vagrant & garrulous. In the nest of your ear their fledglings sprout fletching. If my words are fish, yours are lures, marvels of ingenuity— a water-bound being’s dream of flight. I rise to the ring of ripples, your radiant ear.

Dave Bonta

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