(Part Pantoum, Part Cento, and Part My Own Words)
(Navdeep Babbar, Sylvia Plath, e.e. cummings, Carol H. Jewell, Barbara L. Ungar, Czeslaw Milosz)
I carry your heart with me
when all around me is void,
when you hear a silent killing sound,
When all around is void,
and no one knows me like you have,
The streets are quiet, perfectly voiceless,
I search constantly for my old friend, connection.
No one knows me like you do.
No one knows where I linger.
I search constantly for my savior, connection
and, as Milosz claims, “Language is the only homeland.”
No one knows where I go and linger.
The little me, finally recognized, included.
Language is the only homeland.
So, I scatter my words into the Universe, toward you.
The little me, finally recognized, included,
when you hear a silent killing sound.
I scatter my words toward you,
I carry your heart with me.
Carol H. Jewell is a retired librarian, and published poet. Her first chapbook, Hits and Missives was published by Clare Songbirds Publishing House (Auburn, New York) in 2017. Additionally, she has several poems in a number of anthologies, and has published in many online and print journals.