03.11.2008

Animal Languages (a poem by Chase Twichell)

In snow, all tracks
–animal and human–
speak to one another,

a long conversation that keeps breaking off
then starting up again.

I want to read those pages
instead of the kind
made of human words.

I want to write in the language of those
who have been to that place before me.

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One Response to “03.11.2008”

  1. I really feel like I’ve discovered a rich treasure today coming across this site, sort of like the first time I entered the Metropolitan Museum of Art !

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