Written for: dVerse Poets Pub - Prosery (posted by Merrill)
"Of Houses, Walls, and Whistling Winds"
"I was browsing through Brainpickings, and I came across a poem by Liesel Mueller. I’ve selected this sentence:
“there is nothing behind the wall
except a space where the wind whistles”
from “Drawings By Children” by Lisel Mueller"
Following the erection of a stone
wall by order of town's mayor,
people were puzzled. Why was it
built on the outskirts of their
lovely town–a town filled with greenery,
scenery–a myriad of color as birds
sang flying from one tree to another.
Humans and animals alike could not scale
the wall. Townspeople spoke among themselves,
but never broached the subject in
Time rushed in. The elderly died out,
and a new generation populated the town.
They were perplexed by the wall, still
standing with cracks blemishing the facade.
Decision to dismantle it was unanimous.
Everyone took part. As the wall toppled,
people stared. "What was the reasoning
for this?" asked one. "There is nothing
behind the wall except a space where the
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