Category: Time Hears No Sound

“E” Day Tomorrow, and, Polishing Takes Time

“E” Day Tomorrow

Yes, it’s all about my new book, Time Hears No Sound. And my wonderful editor, Judy (from Jaymah Press), will be here at my home tomorrow for a meeting to review the proofreading I did of her draft copy of my manuscript. Another part of the correction process in preparing a polished manuscript before we decide to hand it over to the printers.


The image on the right is my Epilogue poem, which I added to the manuscript yesterday




Polishing Takes Time

Tomorrow the pages will breathe again,
their margins whispering corrections,
their commas waiting for release.

Around the table,
time will sit with us,
silent but attentive,
as Judy’s careful eyes
polish the echoes
into a voice that endures.

And when the pages rest,
their voices hushed in ink,
we will listen together
to the silence between words—
where time hears no sound,
yet carries every echo forward.







Ivor Steven (c) November 2025

Throwback Friday, Winter Sun

Today’s Throwback Friday poem is drawn from my upcoming book, Time Hears No Sound. It appears in Chapter 2, Nature: An Unbiased Timekeeper


Winter Sun

What my careless eyes perceived
My unprepared senses
Soon, I found out that they had been deceived
The day appeared sunny enough for a stroll
And I ventured into the afternoon cold
Ten steps out, a glacial wind took hold

The blustery arctic blast
Snapped every limb within grasp
My breath turned into icy glass
My ears were stabbed by frigid darts
My cheeks were slapped by gloves of frozen brass
And the winter sun failed to warm my heart






Ivor Steven (c) November 2025

“Time Hears No Sound,” is Progressing Well

Whoops: I’ve just updated this article … The scans below clearly indicate my progress. As is my way, once I have pressed the “Start Button”, it’s all systems full steam ahead, and there is no stopping this Poet from downunder while he is on a roll.
From my selected 189 poems, I have now categorized them into ’11 Chapters’ and have already completed Chapters 1, 2, 3, and 4

Short Introduction: Time Hears No Sound

Time doesn’t tick for the poet—it drifts, echoes, and sometimes disappears. In this fourth collection, I invite you to walk with me through landscapes where clocks are irrelevant and memory is the true measure. These eleven chapters explore time as myth, movement, silence, and resistance. From the cosmic to the coffee-stained, from war’s waste to fairy laughter, each poem listens for what time cannot say—and what we must.

Let the silence speak.

Introduction Poem


Lost and Found – or – There, Here, and Where?

There
Lying on solid ground
My shallow shadow wears no face
And utters no sound

Here
My outline bears no carapace

Where
On a graveside mound
I see my darkness
Waiting to be found


Chapters:

1. Once Upon a Time

2. Nature: An Unbiased Timekeeper

3. Time: Hears No Commands

4. The Universe: Infinity Times Infinity

5. Dreaming: A Poet’s Favourite Pastime

6. Travel and Life: Time Flies

7. Governments and Leaders: Behind the Times

8. War: A Waste of Time

9. Humour, Fantasy and Fairies: Timeless

10. Time’s Short Poems: Haiku, Tanka, etc.

11. Poetry in Slow Motion: Who’s Keeping Time?









Ivor Steven (c) October 2025