In my barrenness
no sound
can be heard
unfound
girl obscured
in the heaviness
of no word
Background:
Loe-Ann (not sure of the spelling) was a hitchhiker to whom I gave a ride on my way back to New York in August of 1968. I saw her at Monday Night Class in San Francisco a little over a year later. This is one of three poems of mine that editor Shawn Edrei chose to appear in arc-26 (2019), the theme of which was “Love in a Time of Conflict.” This annual journal is published by the Israel Association of Writers in English (IAWE).