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THE CRY OF MERLIN
by Paul Pines

 The voice is not the word
 though it shapes
 and contains it
 rising from a fire
 that makes shadows dance
 on the wall of our cranium.
 There is another voice
 beneath sound (such as
 we hear in dreams
 with an inner ear)
 that grows so loud it
 can move through us
 with a force that makes
 us speak in tongues.
 At times we are aware
 of a question
 coiled in the silence
 where breath begins
 which can be answered
 only with an inner voice
 that will not speak
 until we are dumbfounded.
 To be found dumb is to
 perish into what we hear.

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