Sky Full of Clouds

Clouds shift, change shape, just as memories do. Here are some of the memories I’ve pinned down this year.. I hope they resonate with you.

From Sky Full of Clouds:

A Louder Silence

The hearing of the greater wax moth is the most acute
in the animal kingdom—
this moth can hear an approaching bat.
Does the moth also hear,
I wonder,
the murmur of other insects,
a hum of traffic?
Cries for help,
the blaring of sirens?
Grass growing, hammering on the moon? And if the sounds stop,
would the moth be startled,
afraid for the moment
it was alone in the universe?
Today, for the first time,
when the postman rang,
I didn’t hear the bell.