This poem, like the one in my First Post, appeared in Phoebe: A Journal of Literary Arts (Vol. 24, No. 2). Phoebe has a new name these days, Phoebe: A Journal of Literature and Art, and it appears once annually in print and once online.
The Woman Who Gave Up Thinking
Listened carefully
to everyone.
She understood
how a bracelet of words
could be clasped
to form a sentence.
How the gaps
between someone’s sentences
were to allow for the indentations
of paragraphs.
She saw the forms
of others’ ideas
like a child’s alphabet blocks
heaped one on the other.
Turned around
they became tiny animals.
In the silences
there was enough else.
Years passed.
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