Language here breaks free from meaning and speaks from the body, feral, holy, and intimate. It reaches back to infancy, love, and belief, before words learned obedience. The ending strikes sharply, where speech turns into command and value, shattering the mirror with brutal clarity.
Language here breaks free from meaning and speaks from the body, feral, holy, and intimate. It reaches back to infancy, love, and belief, before words learned obedience. The ending strikes sharply, where speech turns into command and value, shattering the mirror with brutal clarity.
Virginia, thank you for the very insightful feedback. Thank you for reading this poem and understanding.
You’re welcome ☺️
Ecstatic language is fascinating. The words forming as if whispered by angels.
Istvan, I am glad you like this poem. I find it fascinating too.