I wrote a poem once called Things That Can Only Be Whispered. But what about those things that make no noise at all?
Consider this quote from Natalie Babbitt's Tuck Everlasting:
"Winnie watched the sky slide into blackness over the wood outside her window. There was not the least hint of a breeze to soften the heavy August night. And then, over the treetops, on the faraway horizon, there was a flash of white. Heat lightning. Again and again it throbbed, without a sound. It was like pain, she thought. And suddenly she longed for a thunderstorm."
I love that. I am also loving Kate DiCamillo's The Tiger Rising. And hey, it has a poem in it! A very famous poem. Read and see!
When you have time, check out "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle". Wonderful on many fronts, but especially in all the things that can be said without words.
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