Raising Voice From Long Silence

know long chants
we have forgotten.

Our Mothers
learned of singing
from animals,
turned it inside out,
joined them in harmony.

The long memories of animals…

a black coated figure
walks out of memory,
out of the forest, the desert.
Stands on a beach
among waves dissolving.

A black coated figure
singing with animals.
Their music is soft,
persistent, threatens
crescendo, then swells
and drowns all.

A black coated figure
transforms before you
into its long-concealed song.

Will you join in? Raise
a voice from ancient silence?
Do you genetically recall
where you fit and
how it should go?

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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