Joel Ross
This thought-provoking poem asks us to look through the eyes of autism…
B "Through my personal experience raising three boys with autism, I believe this poem has effectively captured an interpretation of the world through their eyes and senses. My eldest son, who has Asperger's syndrome, expressed that it describes how he often feels and sees the world." -Judith Birch Watts
| Face Contention
by Joel Ross They tell me there was a face I saw no face They tell me there was an emotion hanging in the air above me Perhaps like a wisp of cloud I saw no emotion I did see a doorknob It was shiny and reflected light like a thousand suns that are needles I think I hear a sound But maybe I do not It is no matter Why do they want me in their world? It is enough to contend with my own Why must I struggle in theirs as well I think I hear a sound. It smells like those flowers by the pond Where animals glide by Unhindered by questions Is there a face hovering above me that I do not see? Is there an emotion singing like those bells that twinkle like stars in that sky they call night? I know I hear a sound |
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