Silent Screams
by Richard Schnap


For years a poet who lives around here
Has taped his poems to corner light poles

Where they speak a lonely anonymous verse
Among the flyers for yard sales and missing cats

They are always gone within a day
Like birthday cards from estranged relatives

Or love letters that fail to rekindle a flame
Smothered long ago by an indifferent wind






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