When all the old words became no longer useful
she went at them with knives and scissors —
her desire for a new language
more powerful than the tidal pull
of the moon, more resonant than birdsong.
T, I also know that call, how the need and desire for a new language can be so deep, such an insistent and beautifully simple compulsion that it can't be resisted. It's been a delight watching all the lovely things you've made and posted here. xo
liberation is abandoning those old scripts and forging something new. love this.
ReplyDeleteI tell you, Tara, I'm really ready for the new.
DeleteT, I also know that call, how the need and desire for a new language can be so deep, such an insistent and beautifully simple compulsion that it can't be resisted. It's been a delight watching all the lovely things you've made and posted here. xo
ReplyDeleteMelissa,
DeleteHow completely lovely to see you here again!
I've missed your thoughtful comments.
xoT.
this is beautiful.
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RK, xo back at you!
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