les mots

“If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.”   –  Nelson Mandela

“Language is wine upon the lips.”   –  Virginia Woolf

“French is the language that turns dirt into romance.”   –  Stephen King

“Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.”   –  William Butler Yeats

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les mots

laughing

at myself

i look over

the poem i

just wrote

mots française caches

creeping into

most every

poem now

unplanned

they come from

a deeper

source

this is where

i belong

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bisous,

léa

Un café s’il vous plaît

“A different language is a different vision of life.”   – Federico Fellini

“The sum of human wisdom is not contained in any one language.”  

– Ezra Pound

“A man who does not know a foreign language is ignorant of his own.”

– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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Un café s’il vous plaît

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Most mornings

I

Start the same

Un petit noir

Deux fois

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Aujourd’hui

Making my pilgrimage

Despite pouring rain, et

Vent violents

My new umbrella

Turned inside

Out

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Le journal à lire

People to greet

Chatting vigilantly

With the new-found

Tongue – as if

Trying it on for

Size

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Se réprimander

Unsure at times

If I am grammatically

Correct

Yet eager to

Améliorez

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Risqué du rire

Armed to laugh

At myself

Never one to stop

And test the waters

Je plonge dans la tête

D’abord

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Laughing at

Myself

I will return tomorrow

Practicing, stumbling,

Learning

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Bisous,

Léa