Sunday, November 25, 2018

Silence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder. by Ryan Quinn Flanagan




The uncomfortable silence
is where
I’m at my best.

Talking
is for charlatans
and sycophants.

Admire the man
who can sit in front of you
without a word
for hours.

He is a saint
among the manied tongues
of Babel.




Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage.  His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, The Rye Whiskey Review, Outlaw Poetry Network, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Dope Fiend Daily and In Between Hangovers.

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