Jen Hadfield
It's not ok to rub your head against air like a cat. It's not
ok to be too sincere. I know you can tell I'm cribbing
as I go, and when I ask, 'What would you say is your
mother tongue?' I'm the last surviving speaker
of my language. But when I'm fully exhausted of
conjugating feeling, parsing silence between speaker
and listener, and remembering to ask
questions, direct but not too
direct, and pausing to really hear the answer,
and hearing you, really hearing you, but under
the ribs, sensing slack
water . . . it does sometimes happen
I let an oar drop.
I know how it looks.
And I see your shock.
Like you saw a face through a dark river.
To you I'm suddenly speaking Gaelic,
like language translated
into slow light –
and swift dark –
from the book THE STONE AGE / Picador
READ ABOUT TODAY'S POEM
Share Share
Tweet Tweet
Forward Forward
Cover of Natasha Rao's book, Latitudes
"A Conversation with Natasha Rao"

"And when I started thinking more in depth about the word 'latitude' itself, I began thinking about distance, the idea of distance between the self and an imagined version of the self, and also the concept of 'latitude' as a scope for freedom, as in how much latitude I can grant myself. I wrote the rest of the sections very quickly, looking through notes I had written on flights—I love sitting by the window seat and writing in the sunlight." 

via THE ADROIT JOURNAL
READ ALL TODAY'S HEADLINES
Poetry Daily yellow logo
Buying Books This Week-End?

Purchase your books, whether or not you discovered them on Poetry Daily, at our virtual bookstore on Bookshop. Every book you buy helps to bring the best contemporary poetry to you every morning.
Color photograph of the cover of Rocio Ceron's book, Borealis
What Sparks Poetry:
Rocío Cerón (Mexico City) on Ecopoetry Now
 


"Language and nature are an ancient binomial that has reinforced the physicality between the world we inhabit and how we inhabit naming it. The power of the bird is not only its chirp and trill, but the richness of its name which alters our lips in pronouncing it: albatross, kestrel, blackbird, screech owl, flycatcher, vireo, thrush, golden tanager."
READ THIS WEEK'S ISSUE
View in browser

You have received this email because you submitted your email address at www.poems.com
If you would like to unsubscribe please click here.

© 2022 Poetry Daily, Poetry Daily, MS 3E4, 4400 University Dr., Fairfax, VA 22030

Design by the Binding Agency