My husband loves languages lavishly: latin, arabic, greek-
a polyglot traveler (hic\/ibi), so to speak, as if to seek<\/p>\n\n\n\n
more tongues might mend a broken heart
(le coeur) but still kept mine apart-<\/p>\n\n\n\n
from inside him- his blood, his passion
(su pasion) my own language still unspoken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI am,\u201d he said, \u201centering the ancients\u2019 home,\u201d
(\u201ckalos\/beauty.\u201d) But did he know I could not roam<\/p>\n\n\n\n
those woods, the words (lexi, logi) not mine
to understand? I did know how to harmonize<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(armonioso, harmonisch): at night alone
in bed with silence, books and poems<\/p>\n\n\n\n
until I learned to teach the tongue
he had not heard, had never sung<\/p>\n\n\n\n
with me- though even all those years,
frozen, mute with fears,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
hiding in translations in his hand,
and crouched outside the lushest land,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I like to think we knew that, even wordless, none
could keep our hearts from being one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My husband loves languages lavishly: latin, arabic, greek-a polyglot traveler (hic\/ibi), so to speak, as if to seek more tongues might mend a broken heart(le coeur) but still kept mine apart- from inside him- his blood, his passion(su pasion) my own language still unspoken. \u201cI am,\u201d he said, \u201centering the ancients\u2019 home,\u201d(\u201ckalos\/beauty.\u201d) But did he … Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2315","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pa867U-Bl","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2315","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2315"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2315\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2318,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2315\/revisions\/2318"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2315"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2315"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2315"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Martha Kahane is a psychologist and an avid choral singer. She misses choral singing terribly since singing in groups has become lethal. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband of forty years.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"