A Meditation on the Planet Earth
I am not the wind
Though each breath takes some particle on a flight
I am not the roar nor the murmur
My thoughts are as silent as a child learning
I am not the inhale or the exhale
But the inner core moved and unmoved
Like the center of a ball rolling
I speak but the words are clothes
That dress the inexpressible naked truth
I parade up and down the street
Trying different vocabulary for a thousand moods
I am the silence behind the leaf’s slight flutter
As it lies on the pavement
Dan Cuddy (1944-2025) served for many years as an editor of the Loch Raven Review. Prior to that, Dan was a contributing editor with the Maryland Poetry Review, and with Lite: Baltimore’s Literary Newspaper. Dan was published in many small magazines over the years, e.g. NEBO, Antioch Review, Connecticut River Review and online at Praxilla, The Potomac, and L‘Allure des Mots. His book of poems “Handprint On The Window” was published by Three Conditions Press.