How I would learn your tongue

How I would learn your tongue;

Not so that I could understand your words,

For perhaps, if you should require of me to leave,

I would not comprehend your speech,

And, poor fool, unworried,

Stay forever by your side, adoring you.

The Tower of babel - the seat of all confusion
The Tower of babel - the seat of all confusion

But learn to speak your language, I would,

So that I might at every hour in every day

Of your life and mine, sing your praises;

Mouth most elegant speech, just for your ears;

Learn the structure of your words, your mother tongue,

That I could write also for you, in silken phrases,

Words that conveyed to you the passion

That lives within my heart

That you, and if perchance, also the world, should know

How I would learn your tongue
How I would learn your tongue

In words of yours, if translated they could be,

In every tongue;

How I would live, feel, love and die for you.

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mannyrolando 5 years ago

Absolutely beautiful! I also love how you used the pictures in between...


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you, my friend. I wrote this a couple of years ago for a friend who speaks Punjabi and Urdu; whereas his girlfriend speaks Polish. To really converse they had to resort to a "foreign" language... caused some problems.

Thank you for taking the time to read it. Not all my stuff is skin deep!


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H P Roychoudhury 5 years ago from Guwahati, India

My dear Friend Twilight, This is absolutely beautiful and universal.


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Amanda Severn 5 years ago from UK

I used to work with an English girl who was married to a Spaniard. They spoke to eachother in pidgin French which was very amusing to listen to, but it worked for them. Your poem is beautiful. For some reason it reminds me of the Andrew Marvell poem, 'To His Coy Mistress'.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

H P, the language barriers survive all over this world... not just between lovers. But lack of verbal understanding sometimes binds; then actions do speak louder than words.

Thank you for reading this little offering, I'm so happy you enjoyed it.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Amanda, thank you for reading it and thank you especially for pronouncing it "beautiful". I had not heard of 'To His Coy Mistress' until this morning but now I have read and liked it very much.

Marvell's "Thou by the Indian Ganges' side

Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide

Of Humber would complain" is so evocative... That is the way I, also, like to use words.

Thank you again, on two fronts; reading mine and introducing me to his.


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winepress 5 years ago

This is so beautiful. I love the pics.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you for coming and having a little read. Your appreciation is always appreciated!

Please come and call whenever you feel like it... you will always be welcome.


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AngRose 5 years ago

Sigh, I was pretending you wrote this one for me until I read you'd written it years ago before we ever "met". :) But still I have to say, another beautiful poem my friend.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

You are lovely. What a charming comment. Thank you for taking so much time and effort on my behakf, i reaally do appreciate it.


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Healing Touch 5 years ago from Minnetonka, MN

Simply beautiful. Well done.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Healing touch, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. There is little that makes me so happy as to hear a comment like yours. Thank you for taking the time to read it and also, may I invite you to return and browse around again.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

From you, and with your appreciation of poetry, Mark, that is complement indeed,

This is one of my briefer efforts, I do tend to write longer poems (Not your great love, I believe... I have read your profile) but I have not put much on HP. Basically, it is too personal.


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robie2 5 years ago from Central New Jersey

beautiful, profound, and just lovely..... thank you. Prose speaks to the mind, but poetry speaks to the soul.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

Ah. There is surely not a woman living who would not like to feel those words were surely just for her alone! So precious are they! You are an amazing poet and use language with extraordinary finesse and beauty.

The choice of illustrations is excellent too.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Robie, thank you so much for those lovely words. Don't be surprised if someone doesn't plagiarise them and convert them into a Haiku or something exquisite. They are poetry in themselves.

And thank you for reading this.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you Nellie, my dear friend and poet. Some day I will be brave enough to publish one or two of my longer (and I mean l-o-n-g, Honey) poems that were meant to be said by one lover to another. You'll be swamped with lushness of it all.

Did you ever see the 'Cyrano' with Depardieu (Cyrano) when he sends a letter on behalf of Chriatiane to Roxanne (Anne Brochet - the most beautiful woman ever, perhaps) and she faints whilst reading it? That was what I aimed for. Not the love; the lushness. Whether I attained it, I don't know, but I loved writing it.


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gothicpoet 5 years ago

i am changing my identity and switching blogs..came to say goodbye, and make sure to defend the right people next time alright?

you make sure you do what you have to for the sake of others next time around...

i am going into a permanent hiding...it is your fault, and the fault of susanne, and you not doing what you should and neither is greg..

goodbye


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Goodbye and take care


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Pearldiver 5 years ago from Tomorrow - In Words & NZ Time.

L'armour c'est mort mon ami! - But the dream lives on! Nice piece.. marked up and awesome... A good dream!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

Yes I did see that version of Cyrano with Depardieu and Anne Brochet. I also saw the one in 1950 with Jose Ferrar and Mala Powers and the one in 1987 with Steve Martin and Daryl Hannah.

I do understand what your objective was/is in writing your poem. Lushness of feeling - the shimmering tremor of delight.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you Pearl Diver. I have been known to write briefly, and this is an example. However, with the bit between my teeth, I am almost unstoppable (Not necessarily a good thing). Thank you for the awesome and marked up... I'm smiling, here. Smiling.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Ah, Nellie. Words. How we wrap the mundane in pretty wrappings and present them to prospective lovers and friends. I can't remember the Mel Ferrer, but the other two... the former is one of my most favourite films; the Steve Martin one a truly worthwhile adaption, but NOTHING will ever come up to Cyrano battling in the evening light against tyranny, and sloth and vulgarity. The always brings me close to hysteria.


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rcrawford 5 years ago from NE Ohio

Such a beautiful love poem, and made moreso by the touching backstory. Thanks for posting this.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you, RC. Short, but with a bit of depth. I'm glad you like it. I'm going to relax, and then immerse myself in 'One Man's Dark'. I'm really looking forward to it.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

Sometimes the mundane is the clay from which a pot is fashioned with artistic hands and finesse. Sometime the mundane is the rock that is chipped away to reveal the David hiding in its depths. Sometimes the mundane is the daily routine which produces its own wrappings of music or pretty words. Everything is mundane - of plain earth - unless and until it is transformed by a fusion with inspiration, love or sometimes when it is chiseled by ambition and greed, though I think that in those cases, it become super-mundane, rather than being transformed into real beauty.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

But it was not Mel Ferrer, (who was married to Audrey Hepburn) who played Cyrano in the 1950 movie. It was Jose Ferrer, a very highly respected actor who played the role on stage and in a French film, too, I believe. He married Rosemary Clooney to everyone's surprise because they were so very different. He was a serious sophisticated and cosmopolitan actir. She wa singer with a gorgeous voice and quite simple tastes. (I thought his name was spelled Ferrar - I seem to recall it that way - but now I am not sure.)


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

actir = actor. This keyboard is tricky!


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

I do apologise. Blame my dyslexia. I have what I describe as "selective dyslexia" (I tend to read what I want it to be rather than what is on the page.) You would be amazed at what I remember of the plot of a novel or a short story... but I usually see the incongruencies and go back and read. I am also, as I have already said, a very slow reader and... Enough of excuses.

Rosmary Clooney had a very special place in my mother's musical heart. And of course, i remember Jose Ferrar... ugly little bugger, so he fitted the part. Mel Ferrer was one of the sword fighting whoevers on the silver screen who encouraged me to take up fencing... me and the Prisoner of Zenda.

It is now 9:27 and I am still waiting for the British Gas boiler man.


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Shalini Kagal 5 years ago from India

Beautiful, TL! Silk and satin verse that flows so well, punctuated by those wonderful pictures!

Sometimes, though, words from the heart may be better communicated that words from the mouth :)


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

I agree wholeheartedly Shalini. So many times words get in the way. Just to be with the person one loves is enough.


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AngRose 5 years ago

Is it greedy of me to get on here and beg you to write something for me to read Ian??? I don't care if it is...here's me begging! hehe


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Give me a topic and I'll see if I have something already in the pipeline (I''m not very prolific, by the way) and if not I'll work something out.

Big hug till then!


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AngRose 5 years ago

Maybe I'll just come on everyday and beg for hugs...that is even better! :) I don't care what it's about...I just like to read your stuff...I told you I was greedy! You'll be sorry I wandered across your Hubpages account soon. I was just talking to my sister Laur on the phone and we were laughing about it. I said I need to be entertained and my favorites haven't written anything new in the last couple of days...all 4 of you! LOL Oops, you don't use LOL do you??? :) Ok, Ok, I will quit rambling for now. Thank you for being so patient and kind to me Ian.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Would you like a heartbreakingly sad poem about loss and rejection in love? Should fit in nicely with Saint Whatisname's Day coming up in a few days time.

I just found it and even I started weeping.

I'll wait for your response.

Ian


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AngRose 5 years ago

Yes please Ian. Thank you in advance my friend.

Ang


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Posted and waiting for you delectation (whatever that ponsy word may mean).

Ian


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tonymac04 5 years ago from South Africa

So very beautiful! Thanks for sharing these passionate words with us.

Love and peace

Tony


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you Tony. Words can make us understand and yet, they can cause misunderstandings on a terrible scale... It's a matter of choice and timing.

Any time you are passing, please drop in and nose around. You will always be welcome.


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Pamela N Red 5 years ago from Oklahoma

Bravo, Twilight. I wish I spoke every language so I could communicate with all my fellow man but alas I am just a simple woman with minimal knowledge.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you for stopping by. i sometimes think it better that there is that mystique of a foreign language being spoken. And when one has to think before one speaks, as in forming sentences properly first, it gives one a chance to keep one's foot out of one's mouth.

I should try that a bit more often.


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Pamela N Red 5 years ago from Oklahoma

Also, Twilight there is a bit of exotic excitement when a person speaks with an accent.

Keeping our feet out of our mouths is a good thing.

Peace.


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attemptedhumour 5 years ago from Australia

I can't understand a thing my wife says, apart from. "Dinner's ready."

That's not true.

What a lovely way to describe the feelings that two people would have under those trying circumstances. Well they were madly in love, so i suppose it could have been worse. Reminded me of love actually, with Mr Darcy and his intended.

Nicely done.


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

I think it worked nicely. I am glad that you came by and read it. It is encouraging. Thank you.


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QudsiaP1 4 years ago

Ian, this is a beautiful poem. In all this time that i have followed you strange as it may seem, I never once read your profile page, mostly because I would usually simply browse through your hubs via my email updates.

Funnily enough even though I am from Pakistan, I have never been to Balochistan and as I read your profile I thought that like most you too may consider Pakistan as part of India etc but you had all your facts straight and that was a pleasant change.

Truth be told; I think most people of the subcontinent (Pakistan India Bangladesh) at the time of independence or even after it faced identity loss in some way. Sorry for making this comment extra long. Just realised I barely commented much about the poem itself, lol. :P


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Twilight Lawns 4 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Qudsia, it has been many years since I was in the subcontinent, but I still feel that I am an India, a Pakistani, a Baluchi. There is a thread of this feeling that goes through my stories and my poems, and through me, also.

Both my parents loved India, as it was pre 1947, and when I was uprooted, and left at the beginning of 1948, a little boy of eight, I felt as disenfranchised as anyone of more advanced years, because I had never thought of myself otherwise.

There is more that I must write about myself and my place of birth, maybe just to lay a few ghosts and to explain to myself, the whys and the wherefores.

Thank you so much for your visit.


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anndavis25 4 years ago from Clearwater, Fl.

I would like to sit with you, and not speak. Just observe one so talented a writer, and speaks in many tongues.

I have me some cd's from Pimbsler. And I am taking a course in French.


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Twilight Lawns 4 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

I speak no French, and have forgotten most of the languages I ever know, but there is a hub which is fermenting in my mind that explains the reason why.


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xstatic 4 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

Wonderful poetry and the photos add so much!


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Twilight Lawns 4 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K. Author

Thank you xstatic. It is a long time since I read this and it is nice to know that someone else has enjoyed it.

Much appreciated visit.

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