Wednesday 8 June 2016

Non native speakers...

I love talking to people who aren't English native speakers because they think about the words they are using more than I do. It often sounds like poetry to me

English as a foreign Language

In your mouth the word is a thing
of substance. A spade in hand.
You fold it this way and that, testing.
Delve words and spade downward, watching.
Does it contain what you are saying?
You try again, sifting.
Words slide across your blade, shifting.
Drop only when you are done tilting.
Meaning, when it settles on your spade, gleams
For, with you, words are not what they seem.

Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016

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