CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS
Visit waxpoetryart.com to explore poetry
(including haiku
and spoken word),
visual art,
photography,
play,
and fiction
submission opportunities.
Experience the thrills of the Weekly Poems Contest.
--
January 15th, 2026
by Vladyslava Manuilenko
This murmuring, disturbed morning, I work the job of a handsome man. I sit at the table with my papers That I cannot see. Their language was created by a man For inscribing frequencies. There is too much wailing in a siren For a single bell to hold. This job is not easy For a man without a face. I am without mouth or ears – I am used to the silence Of old age or marine biology. I am not entirely qualified To speak. And thus I sit, Alone with my unquenchable thirst. I live by the unquestionable wills Of perfect strangers.
About the Poet
Vladyslava Manuilenko resides in Vienna, Austria.
Read the poet's biography and Young Poets World publications
on Vladyslava Manuilenko's Artist Page.
Young Poets Collection
This poem is also featured in
Young Poets Collection #1,
published in the Young Poets World Library.
Keywords: communicating, fitting in
Previously published in Young Poets 13 to 15:
Timeless Eyes
by Sophie Jiang
Young Poets 13 to 15 is part of Young Poets World and waxpoetryart.com.
- Visit the Young Poets World Submissions page to see all opportunities.
- Visit the Young Poets World Library.
- This website and all contents ©Kirk Ramdath and specified artists.
- AI training is not permitted on this website.
(Advertisements)