PoetryRepairShop CONTEMPORARY INTERNATIONAL POETRY
issue 9905:16
Izabel Sonia Ganz

Yet if I speak
and from the other side 
      of malevolent wall
brimming and pulsing with its own sick life
fed by our fears, our failures, our perversions,
      I hear an echo of my own distress
a cry of pain that resonates my voice...

Shall I discard the faint glimmer of hope
stomp out the spark
      that barely glows alive?

Or fan it
      gently
            through its fitful birth?

See that it blooms
      with petals flaming high
into a fire that croses all walls
      leaps over fences of incomprehension
making them fall
      and wither
            and dissolve?     

(©1999 all rights retained by author)

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