Poem by Paulie Lipman

Murus, Patron Saint Of Yearning Walls

Streets
speak practically
but empty walls
sing

a note
so cracked
only a few
can hear this
song of want
of meaning
of possibility
and longing
to be more
than barrier

A hunger
to become
page and spine
to stories penned
by wild stylists
forgotten archivists
dismissed activists
writers both ghost
and still with us

One wail
breeds another
echoes conceive
and birth a new
choir
vigil
tribute
church
testimony
memorial
promise

A dead city
hisses distasteful
museum, while a
community can
live between its walls
as they are a most
welcome gallery

About the author

Paulie Lipman is a former bartender/bouncer/record store employee/Renaissance Fair worker/two time National Poetry Slam finalist and a current loud Jewish/Queer/ poet/writer/performer. His work has appeared in Button Poetry, Write About Now, The Emerson Review, Rogue Agent, Voicemail Poems, pressure gauge, Protimluv (Czech Republic) and Prisma: Zeitblatt Fur Text & Sprache (Germany).

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