Nothing by Michael Rosen
Jan 09, 2021, 06:39 PM
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'On the Move. Poems about Migration' by Michael Rosen, page 72, (Walker Books)
Some of you know nothing.
From you there is nothing.
From you there is nothing.
Some of you know something.
From you there is nothing.
From you there is nothing.
Some of you know a lot.
From you there is nothing.
From you there is nothing.
You can’t speak of it.
It is the unspeakable.
You can’t say it.
It is the unsayable.
You can’t say what you know.
It is the unknowable.
It is the unknowable.