Poems about language

Surreal Infinity

Unknowingly I met eyes unrequited, shivering as an unknown language was born, translation of two...

What we haven’t learned is that extremes gut us empty. Either masses, either riches, either...

“The limits of my language is the limits of my world.” – Wittgenstein To make up...

Fireflies above a misty forest telling us the way to go, toward eternity, forward. How can we keep...

Open your heart to your poetic voice, the one that extends language to its limit, and devours the...

Language is a tool, not a temple of truth. Thought is like language, so elusive that its bulwark...