sophia morosa

wisdom-thinking-man

     for Graham and Maria

Lent words go forth,
Sent with sincerity
And the credulity
Of overdue love —

Not the love of
Lovers, no, but of
Friends, allies, and
A brother.

These sayings, these
Turns of phrase, these
Wise axioms, they
Are not mine.

They never were, but
I borrowed them.
Loanwords from a
Listened-to language,

A tongue I wish
To learn and have
Ever pined to know
As children do.

Yet harken anon,
Even though a
Native speaker I
May not ever be.

+VDMA