GLEANERS

GLEANERS

A Poem by Vol

 In the forest the

sound of a broken

twig

is disconcerting.

On the sidewalks,

on the streets,

in the stadiums,

in the libraries,

our city parks,

in our bathrooms,

the constant buzz

of information

like a battlefield

renders us deaf.

What is the difference

between being unable to hear

because our ears don’t work,

and a confusion of noise

so loud? Gather your

knowledge while ye may;

there will never be enough

while your poets are in

the dark.

© 2025 Vol


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intriguing to me ... in the qiet forests a snapped twig can mean a meal at hand or the predator alerts the bird ... in the city the din is deafening ... maybe that's why people walk around wrapped in their tunes or whatever ... the difference is enormous .. a genuine hearing loss vs. receptors gone numb .. i don't know about the poets in the dark ... i think they just write about it ;)
E.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vol

1 Month Ago

Einstein,
The poets do their job in the dark... NOBODY reads poetry anymore and at a time we .. read more
Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

i read poetry my friend ;)))))))))))))))))))



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There’s a definite numbness that develops in the face of modern life. It’s not possible to process all the sensory information coming at us at all times. It can make it difficult at times to hold on to what’s important to discern and what ought to be let go to pursue more important things.

The pursuit of knowledge is a privilege I hold close. It’s easy to lose sight of how fortunate we are to have access to so much literature and poetry and information in general. The miracle of mass literacy seems to be becoming less relevant indeed. Hopefully a sense of wonder and responsibility will keep enough engaged to keep the light burning. The juxtaposition of the forest to the techno jungle is great. Brings it all into focus for me.

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Vol

1 Month Ago

Eilis,
Here you are again! I am delighted. Thank you! When I was teaching, I'd turn the TV on.. read more
While the ways we communicate to each other (or not) may have changed over time, the reasons for and the need to communicate remain basically the same -- to educate and or learn about the world around us and how we humans have interacted with the world (meant both in broad strokes, as well as personal). That we3 had developed the technology to reach literally million of people is a good thing. It enables humanity to be more connected. The problem is that technology, like any other field of human endeavor, can become a battleground. A battle for truth, for seeing reality and acting on reality, has always been a battle, and sometimes even wars.

As artists, poets, isn't it our responsibility both as poets and as human beings, to bring 'light' to the 'darkness'? To cut through the babble and in artistic ways (metaphor, for example) tell the truth about all kinds of subjects and beauty, but also shine a 'light' on human possibilities. The type and functioning of society and social norms determine much of how this is done. But then there is the Avante Garde, those who see beyond what is to what we could be. One example of this could be seen in the 60s and 70s where music, art, movies, tv all saw great change in how ideas were communicated. And poetry florished coming from the Beats, etc.

Your poem Vol, in identifying a concern over how technology is deafening our ears, can also be seen as a call to change this "culture" to one of genuine communication.
-Curt

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Vol

1 Month Ago

Oh, man, Curt,
I remember some one, an Iraq veteran who said he met people over there who wou.. read more
redzone

1 Month Ago

That last sentence hits the target, to know (find) the truth and speak it. I think there are always .. read more
Vol

1 Month Ago

Curt,
I have found a certain comfort in knowing there is a difference between "The masses," a.. read more
The overloading of the constant bombardment from technology and its interface on life.

I don’t have notifications on for the few social media sites I have. I personally can’t take to overly invasive nature that demands constant attention.

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Poetic Beauty

1 Month Ago

I still can on the authors because I’m a reader. But we as a society have lost the art of seeing t.. read more
Vol

1 Month Ago

PB,
Poets and other liberal arts types can still, but we are as out of fashion as a tuxedo wi.. read more
Poetic Beauty

1 Month Ago

I so hope not lol
Tremendous work, my friend.

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Vol

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Thomas!
Any sound in the forest that resonates a broken twig sound is disconcerting. It’s so obtrusive to the peacefulness a forest brings with the wind, birds singing, insects buzzing and maybe a babbling brook. A broken twig brings danger to mind instinctively brought on by watching too many murder mysteries on Netflix. As for the noise generated in the big smokes one becomes complacent , switches off or accepts it as it is because noise is noise. Great write Vol. Thoroughly enjoyable.

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Vol

1 Month Ago

Andrew,
It was my main theme for several years, In the woods away from cities and developmen.. read more
Well, as someone who lives in a forest, I can confirm that a snapping twig is disconcerting... it usually means Katie is trying to sneak up on me, but not quite as disconcerting as this actual real life story that's been in the news the past few days.
There is a reason why any noise in the woods is often something that makes us very wary and now anytime I hear a twig snap, I will forever think of the following tale of bampottery and pray its just Katie trying to put the fear into me.
Read on please....

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cvge40jv4gjo

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Lorry

1 Month Ago

No. They are working under the assumption that someone with an illegal zoo dumped them when they got.. read more
Vol

1 Month Ago

OH, I hope they catch them... They were just too lazy to to do it right..
Lorry

1 Month Ago

Last I heard all four were caught, but my head keeps saying "the four they know of!"
😃
intriguing to me ... in the qiet forests a snapped twig can mean a meal at hand or the predator alerts the bird ... in the city the din is deafening ... maybe that's why people walk around wrapped in their tunes or whatever ... the difference is enormous .. a genuine hearing loss vs. receptors gone numb .. i don't know about the poets in the dark ... i think they just write about it ;)
E.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vol

1 Month Ago

Einstein,
The poets do their job in the dark... NOBODY reads poetry anymore and at a time we .. read more
Einstein Noodle

1 Month Ago

i read poetry my friend ;)))))))))))))))))))

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Vol

Gouge Eye, TX



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My name is Vol Lindsey. I live in Gouge Eye, Texas, a tiny ghost town on Rt. 66. I am a retired creative writing, English literature teacher. I have been writing poetry and reading publicly since 196.. more..

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