I Walk the Halls...

I Walk the Halls...

A Poem by Brett Hernan

I step
the empty

hallways
we used

to walk.
I stand

at

open doorways

of empty rooms

and eavesdrop
on

the voices

of people

I remember
in there

I used to hear.

© 2017 Brett Hernan


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Added on March 5, 2017
Last Updated on March 26, 2017
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Brett Hernan
Brett Hernan

Hobart, Tasmania, Australia



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Low-resolution sample only. Born 1968. All of the images accompanying each of these written works are my own. (Except that one of the guy putting a flower into a soldier's rifle barrel!) more..

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