Let’s talk slow for a while —
let’s pause and clean out
this high speed stream of to-dos,
follow-ups, closing the loops,
changes of plans,
pulling our heads
into a breathless maze.
Let’s talk slow,
or better,
sit in silence for a while
and let the wind blow through
in its own way.
Perhaps we will marvel at it,
or even wonder
once again.
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Was practically assaulted by a key note speech today — omg! an hour plus of a fast talker listing out all sorts of things people in my industry need to pay attention to. My ears were literally aching – they could not get the information into my brain fast enough and were shutting down. They felt as if I had been at a punk concert and standing right in front of the speakers. This poem came from the resulting utter exhaustion. There should be a law about these things . . .
