being a writer is...
Wednesday, April 16, 2003having a feel for words, like when you close your eyes and dip your hand into a dish, and know, this is glass, and this is glass, and this is stone and this is the gravel my mother brough for me from the beach in Erie,and this is the pebble I found in my shoe, that I kept because it has a green stripe and This is the color, and this is the shape and this is the taste of the word in your mouth but you'll speak it though your fingers because that is the setting, that is the place that is the way it will fit right and glow. Permalink Cindy scribed this at 8:25 PM 0 comments |