You Sent Me a Fascinating Book

H.N. on his homestead

You draw me into the language
in which a yard, a room and a bench,
and your face and what it says,
and your body that would rather lie down
while you yourself would rather stand,
long to be explained.

Legato would suit this better,
but from me comes only staccato,
ringing with the sound of enthusiasm—
and of a plea for your attention,
L has just remarked.

Those who listen know more,
but those who speak want to share.

for Hans N.

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