Communication


	My art with words
	is for the docile:
	they might be dispersed
	around knotted throngs,
	whom I can give
	some information, they
	hear it: they keep
	their shells open: they
	alone will
	grasp
	the language
	without loss.

    

 

     
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     Peter Bellmond (ed) 2013 - 1977