Where Do My Words Go?

The words and sentences of ordinary language rarely fail us in making sense of life and expressing our thoughts to others, yet they often prove inadequate in describing the very things most dear to us, those things that well up from beauty and love, wonder and hope, suffering and loss.

In those moments, we turn to poetry as a higher language by which we give solidity to that which we sense, but cannot fully describe. This is the reality that animates Bryant Burroughs as he describes "Things I hope are true."