2022.5 Unsung

Somewhat inspired by yesterday’s Poetry Non-Stop prompt by Linda Collins, this turned out quite concrete:

It’s my first time trying this kind of poem; I thought I’d start small this first time, and yes – enlisted the help of my trusty spreadsheet to keep me in check (so now you can too). Text below:

I appear to be

all whys and hows, not what

an act of translation should be:

dappled in the wisdom

of other tongues lapping,

the invisible ripples

you might feel;

I cannot tell

what