What Language
             for Jade
 

I will give her a heron feather
pressed in the folds of a blank book
intended for the longest love poem.
A promise.

In what language do I write
the words that fit her?

I am an uneducated man
feeling out the letters
of a new vocabulary.
I have come to learn
the lexicon of our open field
and speak the petals
of a shared wish,
the circling red tail of desire,
the stones of forgiveness.

I will learn a language
to ask for the wings
of her eyes to fly with me
to the tall grass of our new home.

J.P. Dancing Bear
© 2002

- first published by Concrete Wolf  -
 
 


 

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