when I hear it; it stirs me in some fundamental way. I taught a workshop at Naropa one summer called "Lost Languages"--an attempt to write toward some never-had tongue. I sometimes think that is why I write poetry. Trying to conjure something barely available, seeking to retrieve it.
I know Vietnamese to be a very musical language (it's tonal).
from Bookslut: An Interview with Hoa Nguyen
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