Poem
Kay Ryan
SHARKS\' TEETH
SHARKS\' TEETH
SHARKS\' TEETH
Everything contains somesilence. Noise gets
its zest from the
small shark’s-tooth
shaped fragments
of rest angled
in it. An hour
of city holds maybe
a minute of these
remnants of a time
when silence reigned,
compact and dangerous
as a shark. Sometimes
a bit of a tail
or fin can still
be sensed in parks.
© 2004, Kay Ryan
From: Poetry, Vol. 184, No. 1, April
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
From: Poetry, Vol. 184, No. 1, April
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
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SHARKS\' TEETH
Everything contains somesilence. Noise gets
its zest from the
small shark’s-tooth
shaped fragments
of rest angled
in it. An hour
of city holds maybe
a minute of these
remnants of a time
when silence reigned,
compact and dangerous
as a shark. Sometimes
a bit of a tail
or fin can still
be sensed in parks.
From: Poetry, Vol. 184, No. 1, April
SHARKS\' TEETH
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