When Words Are Too Many

When Words Are Too Many

He gives up the words
to find the music,
the meaning, beneath them.

Holding the tongue
but not the breath,
the contact, the connection
without subtitle, without sound.

He does not need to be
heard, only seen as
present tense, an
existence able to
be spoken of,

something with breath.

Wanting (what only poets
confess) to be recognized as
alive.

He thinks we are
losing each other
with these words
(we are).

 

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Poem and photo by Ann Kestner.

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