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Against Silence

Against Silence DOI 10.1002/aps.1503 POEM “When the words of the city are full of savagery and lies, nothing speaks louder than the unwritten poem”– George Steiner, Language and Silence What will a flock of maimed birds wordless soulless castrati do for the City's welfare Will cutting poets' tongues flag Love & Peace as dead laws & we are executed daily Will women, children & men/children & men/women Men, children/ women be silenced by guns blood oozes from our bodies: “Say nothing Silence is pure Do not accomplice the roar” (We eat their lonely names) O don't try to be Dante lying us to Paradise all silence all light We'll get there soon enough (We have helplessly begun) Now our trip is hell ripped houses streets trees crying blasphemies smelling like shit (Paradise is death to the senses) So until flesh melts Be a speech man woman O child Tongue with an eye or lighted spaces between eyes or if blind drum there Laugh in spaces between fingers Moan your unwritten poem in this City Sounding all GUNSgunsgunnnggg DRONESdronesdronessssssssss Rachel A. Parens Int. J. Appl. Psychoanal. Studies 2016; 13: 243 wileyonlinelibrary.com/journal/aps Copyright © 2016 John Wiley & Sons, Ltd. 243 http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png International Journal of Applied Psychoanalytic Studies Wiley

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Copyright © 2016 John Wiley & Sons, Ltd.
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10.1002/aps.1503
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DOI 10.1002/aps.1503 POEM “When the words of the city are full of savagery and lies, nothing speaks louder than the unwritten poem”– George Steiner, Language and Silence What will a flock of maimed birds wordless soulless castrati do for the City's welfare Will cutting poets' tongues flag Love & Peace as dead laws & we are executed daily Will women, children & men/children & men/women Men, children/ women be silenced by guns blood oozes from our bodies: “Say nothing Silence is pure Do not accomplice the roar” (We eat their lonely names) O don't try to be Dante lying us to Paradise all silence all light We'll get there soon enough (We have helplessly begun) Now our trip is hell ripped houses streets trees crying blasphemies smelling like shit (Paradise is death to the senses) So until flesh melts Be a speech man woman O child Tongue with an eye or lighted spaces between eyes or if blind drum there Laugh in spaces between fingers Moan your unwritten poem in this City Sounding all GUNSgunsgunnnggg DRONESdronesdronessssssssss Rachel A. Parens Int. J. Appl. Psychoanal. Studies 2016; 13: 243 wileyonlinelibrary.com/journal/aps Copyright © 2016 John Wiley & Sons, Ltd. 243

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Published: Sep 1, 2016

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