The Heart Is a Foreign Country
Ours is a partial language part pantomime,
part grimy guesswork: adulterated speculation
as to meaning & motivation.
Translated, heart suggests a familiar, universal
device but internal chemistries vary—
though components be the same & not uncommon.
The world owes us nothing. It promises less.
Call it: freedom. Free will. Or Wednesday.
Copyright © 2016 Rangi McNeil. Used with permission of the author.
About this Poem
“Falling in love with a Dane whose English is (almost) perfect but whose heart and temperament are decidedly Danish required me to reevaluate (& recalibrate) what I’d believed to be my exceptional communication skills. This poem articulates a portion of that (at times grueling) process.”
Rangi McNeil is the author of The Missing (Sheep Meadow Press, 2003) and the chapbook Occasional Poems (The Song Cave, 2015).
Date Published: 2016-02-17
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/heart-foreign-country