A mother, wife and civil servant, a conscientious citizen and patriot ----- my abiding love for books has made me try my hand at writing poetry, none of which is anything but the strictly spontaneous outpouring of a mind that prizes truth and harmony, above all else.
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
A poet is born
#poetatheart when words flow over the ivory page along the bevelled edge down the squat wooden legs , across the mottled marble floor out of the door into the street and i hear them from strangers' lips i will know -- a poet is born
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