"The Letter" ~ Writers Island
NOVEMBER 23, 2007
The letter…
could have been on any sheet of paper…
love letters,
rejection letters, acceptance letters,
congratulation letters
travel letters, year-end missives,
the letters after my name…
But what about
"the letter,"
just one letter,
any of twenty-six
for this part of the world
where words seem to matter…
one letter
a p,
an r,
maybe an a…
just one…
would you leave it all by itself
swimming in a sea of white…
give it some color,
pack other letters around it
so that a sound escapes the page,
a meaning
looking out from a flat surface,
giving roundness and depth
to silence and nothingness…
a single letter
balancing on the edge becoming
the bridge between me and you
and a language shared
from that first line into a curve
into an ending point
where letter and word marry
and you hear me speak
for the first time…
©2007 "The Letter" for [Writers Island](http://static1.squarespace.com/static/5a0ca0df914e6beb5f43d271/5b6e1f401c8655a69cf9259c/5b6e24b41c8655a69cf9dbdc/1533945012728/?format=original)
could have been on any sheet of paper…
love letters,
rejection letters, acceptance letters,
congratulation letters
travel letters, year-end missives,
the letters after my name…
But what about
"the letter,"
just one letter,
any of twenty-six
for this part of the world
where words seem to matter…
one letter
a p,
an r,
maybe an a…
just one…
would you leave it all by itself
swimming in a sea of white…
give it some color,
pack other letters around it
so that a sound escapes the page,
a meaning
looking out from a flat surface,
giving roundness and depth
to silence and nothingness…
a single letter
balancing on the edge becoming
the bridge between me and you
and a language shared
from that first line into a curve
into an ending point
where letter and word marry
and you hear me speak
for the first time…
©2007 "The Letter" for [Writers Island](http://static1.squarespace.com/static/5a0ca0df914e6beb5f43d271/5b6e1f401c8655a69cf9259c/5b6e24b41c8655a69cf9dbdc/1533945012728/?format=original)
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