heart born nakedwas swaddled lullabies.Later alone worepoems clothes.L — John Berger, Faces, Heart, Brief Photos

Brief as Photos John Berger My Heart Our Faces

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My heart born nakedwas swaddled in lullabies.Later alone it worepoems for clothes.Like a shirtI carried on my backthe poetry I had read.So I lived for half a centuryuntil wordlessly we met.From my shirt on the back of the chairI learn tonighthow many yearsof learning by heartI waited for you.

John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos

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