Body Language Poem by John Tansey

Body Language



Speaking gutturally in the fractured
fragments of a foreign language
a tongue unknown to her

She is come from another country
gesturing with her hands
between the islands of broken English

Within her hesitations are the silent
stutters of clarity.
Using her body as a language,

I know what she is asking.
Between the atolls of words
are oceans of sterling imagery.


John Thomas Tansey

Saturday, August 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: communication
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John Tansey

John Tansey

Bronx, New York
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