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Only Language Defies Reality[1]

What is the Language Using us for?[2]

To Read a Poem is to Eavesdrop on the English Language[3]

This is our Encrypted Language of Suffering – of Protection[4]

I use Language to build the Gardens I’m Destined to be Expelled from[5]

The Best thing is to let Language Speak its piece while Standing Inside it[6]

In each Word of a Poem the Whole of Language Gathers itself[7]

Language is a Great Flood from a Small Corner of the Heart[8]

Language is Closer to us than any Silence or any God[9]

The Mission of this Language is to Uncover – Not

To Hide – the Value of Meaning and Existence[10]

[1] Ntozake Shange, Takin A Solo

[2] W.S. Graham,What is the Language Using Us For?

[3] Paul Batchelor, Weight of the Word, Weight of the World

[4] Erika Meitner, HolyMolyLand

[5] Momina Mela, prayer is better than sleep

[6] Rae Armantrout, Craft Talk

[7] Paul Celan tr. Pierre Joris, Microliths

[8] Lu Chi, quoted in Silk, the Universe, Language, the Heart

[9] John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos

[10] Circe Maia tr. Jesse Lee Kercheval, En El Tiempo

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