Stick in mud

Silence extends beyond poet
We have not heard of earlier.
Her poem blooms her silence

And your night and her days.
It is all our extended silence
Which you have not heard of.

We are an extended silence.
We are poets buried in quiet.
We are a silent stick in mud.

(Remembering a short-lived poet of silence Flora Alejandra Pizarnik (1936–1972) )

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