Anthology Poem by Lori Boulard

Oh, this is wonderful Lori! I hope this means things are going smoothly? This is a great poem. Sincerely, Mary

I love the part from 'third...' on. A real durn poem, Lori!

Ah yes, words do 'fly, stab, laugh, cry' and when one does an anthology, poetry is often overwhelming. Sounds like you're holding your own on this one. This ought to go it as an introduction. Raynette

many lives twist in the harsh wind of life and poems demand clear looking no blinking a fine exploration

It sounds like you've defined poetry and taken on the universe.

This reminded me of the strings of paper dolls we would cut out of paper, and they wound up connected - only at the hands. Wonderful Images. Scarlett

I love this, Lori. Amazing imagery. I'll have to keep reading.

I really liked the way you have described the earth, Sun's third born...! Very inventive, indeed. And I can't wait to see the anthology... so excited :)

well you couldn't have found a better introduction for the anthology.. Great! HBH

Lovely, Lori. The last three lines could start a new poem!