NOISE

[CircleWalker]

The last two stanzas with their trinities is a nice play of satire holding back from flippancy by the burden of pure pain.

That tension is the strength of the poem.


The inner noise you mention, as well as the outer, isn't being missed or misunderstood. It's very much understood.

Too understood. As the raw animal suffering is shared all over the place.

You're not alone in that.
Poetic strength is a lonely villa.  . . . The tension you created is strong. Learn from your strengths.

Thanks for the feedback. Much appreciated.