Understatement

A poem. First in a series.

Understatement

Under the state
meant beneath notice,

Alien,
invader of this inner sanctum
bordered by ocean, river, mountain.

“Geography is destiny.”

The earth plotted, planned on paper,
fettered in lines penned by hand.

We come from brush languages we can barely speak.

Perhaps that is why
we commune so well with each other.

We live in understatement,
where meaning lives in a glance.