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Sunday, November 29, 2020

Sharks' Teeth

 


Sharks' Teeth

Everything contains some   
silence. Noise gets
its zest from the
small shark's-tooth
shaped fragments
of rest angled
in it. An hour   
of city holds maybe   
a minute of these   
remnants of a time   
when silence reigned,   
compact and dangerous   
as a shark. Sometimes   
a bit of a tail   
or fin can still   
be sensed in parks.

(black bean dyed sari remnants and shark tooth)

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