Thursday, September 28, 2006

This voice you hear is not my voice

This voice you hear is not my voice
stuttering on the phone,
snapping at the ghostliest slight,
or singing all alone.

This voice you hear snags on the branch
of my pelvic bone.
This voice is small enough to fit
the span of the headstone.


Greg said...

I love that poem Jee Leong! - in me it makes an impression of such truth & power as well as oddness which adds to the truth, for me; I think it's about being a man, & is much more about being a man than so many other expressions that try to be about that. I'm moved by it; thank you for writing it. (& I hope it's not too annoying if what I think it's about is not at all what you think it's about! please receive this message as just a record of what went on in my nervous & circulatory systems (& maybe other system(s) too) when I read the poem, and nothing at all beyond that.)

Jee Leong Koh said...

Thanks, Greg!

Jee Leong