how do you find your own voice? i want to ask the poet, but it sounds dumb. your own voice is you talking, right? but i always had the feeling i wasn't saying what i felt, that i was trying. i wished i could read the original language of the poets, but i also wished i could communicate in my own, and others could understand me. it wouldn't be highfalutin, but quietly ordinary, and clear, almost like breathing, a language like the dogs', more a presence than a sequence of letters. i often felt i was a poor translator of my own original language, or that i was trying to retrieve the language that i lost before i learned. maybe i just don't know what i want to say, and that makes the want grow more ordinary.