A Bell in the Word Barn (a poem by Kelly Belmonte)

This past Sunday evening, my friend Julie and I adventured to The Word Barn in Exeter, NH for a reading by the poets Ben Moeller-Gaa, William O’Daly, and JS Graustein. It was a privilege to meet the poets before the reading, shake their hands, and share how I’ve been experiencing a bit of a writing dry spell of late (and they understood!). Such a gracious and renewing evening, which opened up a small crack in the writing dam, out of which streamed this short piece below.

A Bell in the Word Barn
Revelation at a Poetry Reading

A barn-full of words and whimsy,
wooden beams and beer –  the rooster
crows at just the moment
to save us all from drowning
in ourselves. We laugh
and I think: Poets are strange.
But then again, so are preachers
and politicians, all so sure
of their words, so sure
they can turn your cheek
with a verb, a command,
some new take on truth.
But we were proof positive
(weren’t we?) frozen in our chairs,
moved yet unmoving, as words
hung in the air, and the chime
rang three times.


Photo by Patrick Tomasso on Unsplash

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