A long, long time: after a long time,
after an age you may say,
I started what I had wanted to begin a long time ago.
I did not think I had it in me, back then.
I do not think I can do it, even now.
I am doing it anyway.
Strange, the way things turn out to be.
It feels good to prove myself wrong,
at least this once, it does.
It feels good to discover the possibilities
in a new set of words, and the new ways
in which sounds come together, following rules
that are not as I know them.
It feels good, to listen, and to begin to understand
even if a little, what a month ago was
gibbesrish-ish.
Published in: GloMag March 2020