What sound
does a subatomic particle
make?

A single human cell?

A dust mite crashing
its micro-mastodon bulk
through a carpet forest?

The mad laughter
of evolution issues from
our lips,

this world a cacophony

of competing
decibels, of freight trains
lacking finesse.

When all are asleep,
I can hear the stars sizzling like
4th of July sparklers,

the moon grumbling to itself,

and the silence of
possibility seeking a voice in
a busily mutating world.

The voices of the
micro-universe still remain
a mystery.

Microphone, a misnomer.

The music of
snowflakes falling, barely
audible to the blind.

G. O. Clark lives and works in Davis, CA. He has work appearing in Asimov's, Dreams & Nightmares, Magazine of Speculative Poetry, Small Press Review, and other outlets. He was recipient of the Asimov's Readers' Award in poetry for 2001, the same year his book A Box Full Of Alien Skies was published by Dark Regions Press. A second book, The Other Side of the Lens, is now available from the same publisher. To contact him, email goclark@ucdavis.edu.