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Click hereI lost my language
in Ontario:
Words left unsaid in the foreground of some dewy barn
and a backdrop of cornfields
before the clouds became moving figures.
My contentment unearthed no expression
to shovel light on meaning,
and I let the silence swell untarnished.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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LeBrozabout 16 years agoIt's not quite as obvious as the title suggests. Need to go over and savor the nuances.
Aunty Museover 18 years ago. . . and the first two lines.
Very nicely done, thoughtfully chosen and arranged words that convey feeling and meaning equally well.
Thank you for an enjoyable read.
Jennifer Cover 18 years agoYour Poem was mentioned in Saturdays Review
Thanks for sharing ~
~ Jenn
