Words
In your closed mouth, father,
I found words: long words
that described small islands
short words that embraced
the deepest desires esoteric
words that transported me
to microambient worlds words
that worshipped and despaired
that were toxins ointments salves
words stripped from rare
ecclesiastical bindings or ripped
from the air.
I loved words as much as you
loved silence: words that wakened
intoxicated explored words
from In the Path of Lightning: Selected Poems
(Time Bing Books, 2012)
Copyright © Adel Gorgy 2013 Photograph Language Without Words
Cross-Cultural Communications Art & Poetry Series Broadsides # 62
