"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray
"Poetry unites." ~Anon
"Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it." ~Emily Dickinson
Written by S.L. Corsua
She lives in Metro Manila, Philippines
Her blog: Unguarded Utterance
Postcard-Sign (Off) Language
words out of bones writing cursive
on air. limbs bend, reach, fold
to form each letter, then stay
rigid after every stroke. this is
how, in choppy stance, she speaks
to the deaf man before
he grows tired, looks away, turns
the light off, dreams
of underwater sightseeing
over oyster culture farms
where he often snaps
pictures of opened, harvested shells,
takes them with him as he wakes
beside the blind, quiet woman.
Originally published on writer's personal blog.
Posted with consent of the writer.
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