He only spoke French.
She only spoke Swahili.
They both understood.
Posted/Updated on February 28th, 2019

Another random act of haiku. Was thinking about the Tower of Babel and the metaphorical nature of the tale. How often we speak the same language and can't seem to understand each other. Yet, at other times, we are totally speaking in different tongues but we get it. How strange.

Was listening to Bastille when this one came to me. One of my favorite modern groups (I’m an 80s girl). Even though it doesn’t really fit the theme, Icarus was on the playlist,, followed by Flaws. Both worth a listen. :)

P.S. My apologies for the title. Probably being a bit too clever for my own good. :p