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
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