The Absence of Quiet
I long for solitude, perhaps in a quiet room far away Apart from this noise, modern life so loud A mobile conversation jarringly obtrusive Music player set louder, Drowning out your shouted replies A child kicks my chair on this train Railing and screaming, hauling me back into this worldI long for momentary deafness Buffering my soul, against this constant clamour A businessman jabbers to his colleague Overheard, it’s no...