Latest Forum Posts:


HomePoetry StoriesLetter


Burned before reading

I hold in my hands
A letter from you -
Words on paper
Not read -
Heard -
Hearing, hearing
Needing quiet -
I fold by half
And yet by half again -
Your words piling upon themselves
Tumbling -
Sliding together -
Tighter -
Folding and folding -
Pressing away from me -
Meaning less
Hearing less
Curves and lines of words fold 
Lines fold into curves fold into lines fold into curves
And at last
Fold into quiet.

This story is protected by International Copyright Law, by the author, all rights reserved. If found posted anywhere other than with this note attached, it has been posted without my permission.

Copyright © 2015 - 2017 by Talia Russell
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording or other electronic or mechanical means without written permission of the author.

To link to this poem from your site - please use the following code:

<a href="">Letter</a>

Comments (4)

Tell us why

Please tell us why you think this story should be removed.