Some words reveal more than they define.
Cleave is one of them—meaning both to split apart and to cling together.
This series follows that contradiction: how language can hold and divide at once, and how meaning sometimes arrives through friction, not clarity.
It began with a poem.
Then came the reflection.
And finally, the unfolding—the story behind both.
Together, they form a small meditation on how language learns itself, and how we, in turn, learn through it.
Read the Series
→ Cleave (the poem)
→ Cleave: On the Art of Holding and Dividing
Explore more:
Check out Syntax of the Self: Part 1 → Part 2 → Part 3 → Author’s Note → Navigation Guide — then continue with The Sentence That Lets Us Belong.
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