The Written Word

Dmitri Gaudreau

What makes one human?

Is it the storing of grain or the breaking of bread? This can’t be so.

Even the bear puts food away for the winter, Even the birds eat of our bread.

So once again -

What makes us human?

The word, the pen, the language, The art of humanity is the word.

The birds have their nests, The bear has its cave, But none are so great as the word. Without the word we would surely die.

The word in the poem, The word in the song

Whatever the word, it makes us human.

Jeff Zhou digital photography