The UnHeard Language
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Thursday, November 30, 2006
There is an unheard language
Amongst the English alphabet.
It is not a language of sound itself,
It includes sight, woven and strung,
Within compliance of contexts.
Each letter, vowel and consonant
Has a ‘form’ of outer substance. Below line
Letters are guttural, and there are only five,
Above line letters are ethereal, connecting
Rhyme, ascending; in between
Are the mediator forms of letters,
Cozening up to voweled-activity betters…
Look back on this piece, with other eyes,
Look how harmony rises and ebbs
Within an alphabet.
Only two below-line letters used
In that last passage. Did it calm you?
Do you see how ‘y’ became the only screechy
‘e’ or 'i' to disrupt your flow of thought? Okay, throw
In a ‘p’, or two, almost unnoticed by its softening of ‘h’
And the quickening of flow of other ‘p’s’. And, geez,
‘g’ is always good for undertone and nuance and
Plaintiveness… god, here we go, again…
Don’t get me going about the above line letters,
They are unique in their numerical placement.
Write it out, in a lower case line, divide it by half,
see for yourself… And, feel the sounds of the shape
of this type of communication, enhanced.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 11/30/06
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