Tuesday, December 1, 2020

13,250. THE LANGUAGE OF YES

THE LANGUAGE OF YES
Languedoc. Once the ship got
to France, we had to begin: All
those funny ports and places. 
Marseilles. Le Havre. Isn't that
how it goes? I'd met your pere
on another trip; it had all gone
well and we discussed this
returning. Now. Here. Present.
-
These houses looked so different 
to me  -  as we walked the lane,
talking of small events. Food 
and a place to stay. The noise
was like a hum, in a patter of
small language; the French and
nasal rub.
-
All I really learned was, in
American it's 'we know.' Yet
somehow in French they all
managed saying, 'Oui, no?'

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