Did I Stutter?



Your absence is requested
at the baffling of language,
the longing of these rickety bones,
the upsetting of the apple cart(e)

No rift, no cliff,
no flight
is long nor high
nor wild
enough to sustain
these lost things.

Sometimes silence
……….it sings.



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12 Responses to Did I Stutter?

  1. mood wings says:

    I don’t know why, but my “ear” heard this as “your absence is requested at the baffling house.” 🙂

    Love that last stanza! And definitely the title.

    The more I think about it, I really love that someone’s “absence” is requested rather than their presence.

    This makes me think of an elderly person in a nursing home who never gets visited because of a family rift of some sort. But the more she thinks about it, the more she realizes she’d rather just not be visited at all since her loved ones are so difficult to deal with. Just forget about me, people. I’m happier alone. Something like that.

  2. Well done.
    “Your absence is requested / at the baffling of language” very nice hook. I can relate to this poem via some of my relatives who were not very present in my life. And so the last stanza: strangles ; some/ times / it sings” — all depending on the angle of the day. And the title… fantastic!

  3. Fabulous. These words were very difficult today.

  4. Misky says:

    I love the ending, De.


  5. oldegg says:

    I love it when you have an understanding silence with a loved one, no words are needed.

  6. beautiful and memorable last stanza;
    Sometimes silence
    ……….it sings.


  7. jae rose says:

    Indeed.. clearly worded..and when i saw the words i thought of the Breakfast Club too…if that’s where your title derives..

  8. Skillful, clever and very entertaining! Delightful.

  9. LauraALord says:

    That last stanza gave me chills.

  10. Bastet says:

    loved it …. yes … sometimes it sings …

  11. The silence reference at the end combined with the angle of the words conveys so much.

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