The Silo Effect

A poem by Peggy Perry

To spook her boon companion,
She poked her head
Into the old silo
And howled,
Knowing that the hollow,
Echoing shaft
Would evoke a ghostly tone,
Not knowing
That doves were roosting
In the dome,
And, when rudely roused,
Would gust
With a startling flurry,
As if flushed from the bush
By chance in a silo,
With motion close- quartered,
And sound redoubled
By resonant walls,
She and the doves
Shared a moment of terror.

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