i suppose some people might not know that if i get a poetic impulse i let it out here…
Longuage
We stitch. We wend. The warp and woof (or weft).
We wept.
And made language.
.
Because beauty.*
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If occasion is beautiful, we long –
Longuage.
Longing will depress
[equal and opposite force]
therefore, express.
.
We cry. Sigh and stutter. Susurrate.
We long: Compress. Express.
And make longuage.
.
“A thought leaves no print; leaves only the print of word in ink on page.”
–Dan Beachy-Quick
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Without regard for Truth.
Aching willn’t analyze.
.
Fact fail.
Re-memory.
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We perceive the beauty and we hurt
and know not what to name it –
object, emotion, experience,
response.
.
Falter, wend,
Weave and prove,
Longuage.
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N Filbert 2014
*I consider the “beautiful” the ‘total matrix’ of experience, i.e. some sense of a whole