“by my words will I be justified”
-Susan Howe
he writes
to trouble
his margins
this is his place
here
within his words
looking for him
she reads signs
he leaves behind
some easy
to follow
like bread crumbs
others
she must tease
from twig snaps
even when close
they are apart
the words they say are
not always what they hear
he speaks she listens
she speaks he listens
what parts are understood
shape the heart
within each other
(July 2012)
