Monday, 13 February 2012

The Lovers on Wee Fictions - Jim Murdoch

The Linguist

(For B.)

Though she could converse in French
and German
you could see she was not a native:

She couldn’t think in French
or feel it,
nor could she understand me:

O, she knew all about the language
of love
but so much is lost in its translation.

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