Sophie Kerr Portfolio
II: Self-Portrait as Wind
Foreign Correspondence
after the music by Ira Stein & Russel Walder
The sounds coming from your mouth are strange—
I love them unconditionally.
Your language may be invented—
I do not care because it sounds like love
and good company
on a cool evening by the sea,
or on the streets with cafés,
or on the dark lane lined with wakening fuchsia.
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