Roth, Bradley, Siverly, Oliver, and Yake

       
Two Pieces by Paul Roth  

      

Nothing at All         

(from Cadenzas by Needlelight)
    

I am
the wind’s
shadow       
    
Hollowed 
by emptiness
my remains
scattered by
so many burials
rise and fall
among rock and sky
                  
I am 
the wind’s
shadow
              
Arms around me
I unwrap
are filled with all 
that’s invisible     
    
I am 
the wind’s
shadow          
    
Caught 
by jagged reflections 
of broken 
window glass           
    
I am 
the wind’s
shadow            
    
Left behind 
by the night to be 
its dark lips
around the last words 
spoken 
by dying stars
  
I am 
the wind’s
shadow