Sunday, May 27, 2012

WHAT WE FEEL MOST HAS NO WORDS


The Forgotten Dialect of the Heart
by Jack Gilbert-CLICK ON LINK-Read by the poet


4 comments:

  1. words will never be enough.

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  2. to feel is more than words

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  3. "my joy is the same as twelve
    ethiopian goats standing silent in
    the morning light"
    and so it is too, my happiness
    that i know you....
    insert the words...
    my happiness to know you is the same as twelve ethiopian goats standing silent in the morning light.
    love,

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  4. What an amazing poem! I've since been googling Jack Gilbert. Thanks for the introduction.

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