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the forgotten dialect of the heart

How astonishing it is that language can almost mean,
and frightening that it does not quite. Love, we say,
God, we say, Rome and Michiko, we write, and the words
get it all wrong. We say bread and it means according
to which nation. French has no word for home,
and we have no word for strict pleasure. A people
in

Comments

[ladylade]

alksdjofaiwh;gajk POETRY. UGHHHHHHH I LOVE WORDS SO MUCH.

[sproutdancing]

IT IS SO PRETTY AND AMAZING AND EVOCATIVE *____________*

[ladylade]

I just, I love poets who are obvious about being in love with words. And I love when people write about how words work, and this poem is BOTH and IT GIVES ME SO MANY FEELINGS.

[sproutdancing]

exactly exactly exactly exactly :'D

[iliaccrests]

gabs, this is beautiful. simply beautiful. thank you for posting this. ♥

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hdfdugg it is gorgeous ;; words about words ♥♥♥

[hopeandmemory]

oh man i love this. words about words. *____*

(also i love giraffes)

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:DDD

(giraffes are my favourite animal they are my spirit-animal also i adore your icon ;;;)