The Relevance of Unspoken Poetry
"The Relevance of Unspoken Poetry"
These are “my people”, are they not?
I spread my wings like a Cormorant
and went deep diving deep deep deep
full speed, into the muck
I came up with pearls in my beak
These are “my people”, are they not?
I reached across the table to them, throwing my runes,
the stones rolled and as they fell, on each face I saw ruins,
and in their minds I read,
the relevance of their unspoken poetry
Candide Diderot. ‘24
Copyright © Candide Diderot | Year Posted 2024
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