I do love Sundays.... (When are you going to publish a compilation of you poetry and other writings?) Julie Krueger On 11/4/07, Mike Geary <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote: > > *Amanuensis* > > (inspired by John McCreery) > > > I'm a sound catcher, > called in by those who need > to see what they've said. > Taught by master craftsmen, > I know how to fashion springes > to catch phonemes. > Let loose your plosives, voiceless > and aspirated, > bring me your labials, sibilants, stops, > send forth your fricatives, > no sound can escape > my graphemes, > give my your vowels -- > monophthongal, diphthongal, triphthongal -- > none is beyond the strokes of my pen, > no sound beyond my ken to catch. > > The spoken word dies just beyond the lips that gave it birth. > A word that may have taken a lifetime in the making > can only last one hearing long and then is gone. > Did God really say: "Let there be"? > Our existence an echo of that utterance? > We know only that at some point in time > some amanuensis wrote that down, > wrote it, and being writ, it will remain > so long as writing lasts. > > Mike Geary > > > > >