The goal of speaking foreign language is to be able to communicate with more people, when I was young one of the reasons why I loved languages was the exact opposite, the possibility to not being understood, whenever I wanted to write something confidential I used to write it in English (no one would understand it, I knew), now everyone speaks English so I can't, and growing up I found out no matter what language you learn, there will always be someone who understand it (that's the goal of learning it!!). The fact I've written this poem in English is both ironic and nostalgic, nostalgic because it brings me back to the days I used to write confidential messages in English and Ironic because in WC, English is the most common and understood language, so it definitely doesn't fit the message of the poem xD
The repetitions of "know" and "secrets" are not lack of imagination, I did it on purpose (they literally resumes the essence of the whole poem).
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You mean to say that you are not satisfied with elegant european languages and english? I mean we never stop learning when it comes to language, even our own mother tongue, no matter what liguistic stage we happen to be a, keep writing and all the best.
I wish i had a language like that!! where can I get one of those lol. Great write. Sometimes having a way to escape from others knowing what we dont want them to know is helpful. Great write!
You mean to say that you are not satisfied with elegant european languages and english? I mean we never stop learning when it comes to language, even our own mother tongue, no matter what liguistic stage we happen to be a, keep writing and all the best.
First of I really like your explanation in your author's note, interesting how things work, especially languages. I do understand the whole, writing in a language as if it's a code that another person won't understand. But while a writer writes their work, it is still coded even if in a language many understand... it is a puzzle because only the writer knows the true meaning, the true inspiration, the true imagery, etc... that is placed into the piece of work they write. With that said, I like the title, as simple as it is, it does speak a lot. As for the poem, I really like this and enjoyed it especially the ending two lines that seem so powerful. The way you speak with the paper and yourself about your writing, I love that.
"I have so many secrets no one deserves to know,
I'll tell'em to my paper in a language only we know."
I used to try to make up my own language so that I could hide my thoughts and secrets and no one on this Earth could read them but me. Didnt quite work out very well, because I soon realized not even I could understand myself.
Why do I call myself 外人?
外人 is a foreigner, an outsider, therefore we're all, no matter what, 外人.
We all live as foreigners in-between two worlds:
The wor.. more..