April Anthology 2018: "-and, Silence." (04/17)

“Silence, once so bright and golden,

Now when it has us all beholden

May entrap us in its darkness -

Bitter silence, Winter’s starkness”,

I wrote once, naively.

But Winter may be the world’s retreat,

Past the thirst of summer’s heat.

And if the quiet’s so bitter, it’s only

A sign that in the loud I was lonely.