Poem #15 of 30

IMMERSION

In this new alphabet,
the vowels are not bullied
into second class status
for membership to some Secret
Club of fetishized pronunciations.
There is no right way to speak it;
the only rule is that it must be uttered.
Yes, each syllable of its sing song for new learners
shaped into the reckless certainties
you have come to call when, then, and later.
And it ends with “I:” the very last letter.

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