mother tongue

a poem on remembering what's inborn

Apr 21, 2024

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MOTHER TONGUE 

From under your skirt I 
glimpse the world - your leafy 
arms reaching, keeping it 
all, just out of reach - I’m 
quiet, calm enough to 
hear your tongue without names, 
to feel what …

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