THE SILENT RIGHT
Deafness
a gateway to
a dark closet.
A professor lectures
but I listen to sign
To come into reality.
I am Deaf
BUT I embrace
the world of knowledge
through signs.
Signs unite Chaucer and Marx
like brothers of a hearing world–
but I use them as rich music to
get me through school.
My interpreter, like a faithful Saint
Bernard on a cold night, tries to save me
from the painful noise in the world.
She ain’t sexy but
smart enough to sign
everything the prof says.