Perhaps I write to discover the shock of clear words that best express the daily wonders, sentence by sentence, in mosaic glimpses of improvisation – playing life as it has never been played before.
Maybe each poem is a vehicle for better understanding what happens, a rearrangement of known elements of events unfolding around me, spawning a voice I don’t yet know, becoming a messenger onto myself.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
You are simply amazing!
ReplyDeleteL...and over here on Green Valley, lately, a passenger. Listening, though. For that messenger. Aspiring. Well, ok, hybernating.
ReplyDeletewill turn on heater in cabin at 2. Should be warm enough by 6:30...? Will defer to you.
Perhaps.........you are just great :)
ReplyDeleteNice, I really like this...
ReplyDelete"mosaic glimpses.."
"spawning a voice I don't yet know..."
"becoming a messenger unto myself..."
Yeah, I Really like this post.
Thank you all for your encouraging comments!
ReplyDelete