And here’s a secret

And here’s a secret.

All my poems are about love.
Does that answer your question?

Love, and the holy voices of
love made of nothing and light
made of nothing and noises
made of everything and words
made of where and who —
Aren’t your poems about that?

Your poems. You know, the lines that come
when you turn up the sound.

You have to turn up the sound!
That’s the secret.