If today be my last I would have regrets none For I have traveled the journey the crossroads, the turns the dead ends, the ups
I killed one this morning With no previous planning It fell off as I opened the cabinet door Onto the white marble floor I wasted
Originally posted on Eúnoia:
Our craft resource for the day is a series of reflections by Wesley McNair on “indirect entry” into a poem. McNair writes…
I’m trying to write something beautiful Something that inspires and is positive And that makes you smile Its hard these days, I know I find
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