Here's another poem that delights me.
"Ellipse"
My father has a parenthesis
on either side of his mouth.
His new words
live inside his old words.
And there's a strange semicolon
birthmark on my neck —
what does it mean,
my sentence is incomplete?
Please,
live with me in the open slope
of a question mark.
Don't answer it!
Curl up in a comma
that says more, and more, and more ...
— Naomi Shihab Nye, from her collection A Maze Me: Poems for Girls (2005)
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