Poetry
I am in Love with Language
Alan Sondheim
I am in love with Language,
Mouthing's all I have
That inherently forms of Gauge
A measure of Soul or Salve
The shadowless Norm or Verb
Spatters the Landscape of motion
Where Drives inscribe the Kerb
Of Name and Revelation
Describing further creates
A Blind of Attributes
Transformed by Men and Fates
Inscribed through Institutes
Let Nothing hurtle towards
Hurdles across the Sound
Constrained by mouthed Retorts
Quicksand beneath the Ground
Let Nothing gyre and turn
Across the Platitudes
Whole Worlds on fire burn
In wayward Latitudes
Mouthing's Telos cries
And Clara constitutes
Ships and countermands
Inscribing Institutes
And Clara constitutes
Black Freighters, real Beauts