How can I love you
if I can't know you? If you
don't say who you are?
A haiku inspired by Francesca. On a drizzly London afternoon, we shared Darjeeling tea as our conversation meandered into a discussion about language. She believed language was the key to creating the profound bond that makes love possible. This haiku captures what she said almost verbatim, gently edited to honor the syllable pattern. ❤️
