Universal Language

Speaking, gutturaly, in the fractured
fragments of a foreign language,
a tongue unknown to her

She is come from another country.
Gesturing with her hands
between islands of broken English;

But in her hesitations are the silent
stutters of clarity;
using her body as language

I know what she is asking
between the atolls of words
are the oceans of sterling imagery.

by John Tansey

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